Flashing Flesh

Statement about the series:

About my Self Portraits:

The "Primal Series", of a woman, me, not in her teens or even her 20's, is something that addresses issues important to a lot of women. Am I sexy? Am I pretty? Am I confident in who I am? Am I free to explore ideas, once hidden? So many questions answered for my own self and hopefully for other women of any age.

I am not going to disappear just because I am not in my 20's or 30's or 40's.. wow. That is the way it has felt at times. Strange.

Mental notes of understanding who we are under the veil of who we hoped we would be as women or who we think we lost, are embraced by me within the cloak of all women.

Exploring that sexual side; embracing my own desires and trying to not just understand them but find out what they are! So many feeling for various reasons are pushed down and made incidental because society has claimed they should feel uncomfortable.

Finding any sense of rawness seems crazy past 40. But why? That is what I think I am finally concluding. As a lot of women get older they tend to feel themselves disappear. I am one. I see though through this whole series that I am working on, digging inside myself to find that essence of sexiness that is woman; hearing tiny cries from those emotions hid from my own self and letting them see the light of day is luscious! Its not about being defined by others as being sexy, letting others decide my fate in how I feel about myself.. its about ME accepting who I really am and having the confidence to bring it all out on canvas. To not only see it but embrace and shine in it.

I want reach deeper and find all the things about my own sexuality that have always been mine to know. I want to understand the passion I long to paint and comprehend what those emotions are.

Passion has a sense of violence about it, it is strong and it survives aggression. I don't want to paint passive art.. I want feel the obsession of lust inside its raw and primal pursuit. Within passion one finds a boldness full of enticing ambitions to grasp on to, that piece of your heart that presses you to go past the mark of a bystander, that spot you may have been told to stay put on.

It is not possible to feel apathetic when standing next to passion. I don't paint landscapes to hang above someone's couch, paintings meant to be a resting place for the mind? I want to paint feelings that one cannot dismiss. I hope to stir up feelings that overwhelm within the viewer as well as myself. It is not my goal to feel nothing but a sunny day or peacefulness, shiny trinkets that rest on walls that can be walked away from. I want to paint women who feel something. I paint myself as I define it and revel in the fact that I am made whole by my own journey of introspection.

I want to paint strength, sexuality, pain, power, a force of intensity, emotional qualities that generate a reaction. I don't want to paint the sky, I want to paint the dominance of the wind that caused it to be felt on ones skin, in the form of a woman. I pick up my brush or clay between my fingers and consider a certain belligerence, an attitude of confidence that meets the power I need to form an energy outside myself and I welcome it in. I paint or sculpt until I hear them breathing and their breath becomes my own.

I paint myself as I try to define the energy that is indeed my own sexuality but also all women whether they accept that part of themselves or not.



Kathy Ostman-Magnusen
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Beyonce Falls- I Still Create Art

Beyonce Falls.

OK.. this is not about MY ART.. but it is about an artist.. Beyonce. I paint beautiful women though so I think that makes this relevant.

Beautiful Women in Competition - A Mysterious Symptom Called Jealousy?

I am just curious, Beyonce Falls- Beautiful Women in Competition - A Mysterious Symptom Called Jealousy?

What is it that causes our society to rush to view a woman like Beyonce falling down from a flight of stairs during a performance?

Beyonce falls, Beyonce exposed, is that the headline that draws attention rather than the latest casualties in Iraq or Afghanistan? Why?

Why do we seem to crave that kind of news? It is like drawings of scorpions waiting to come alive. Beautiful women in competition recognize each other as the foe that might take their wanted crown, understood, but there is a mysterious symptom, that spews out jealousy, when we strain our necks to see a beauty, and to many a woman with a goddess post, fall.

Have you ever fallen down a flight of stairs? Has it been in front of thousands of people? Can you see that happening to you?

Lets just imagine it for a second.

YOU singing before thousands of people, dancing up on stage, performing your routine. You fall, and probably hurt yourself. Do you quickly pick yourself up, designate communications visually to your staff that you are OK? Do you, by barely missing a beat, continue your routine to convey to your audience that it was no big deal, that you are made of steal and quickly rise to your feet?

Beyonce falls, yes indeed she did. Ya know what though? I for one have a newly gained respect for this goddess post of hers. Beyonce exposed, yes oh yes she was. She revealed to us all that despite the mysterious symptoms of many, who would watch because they delighted in her accident rose to the occasion and got right back up. She proved herself to be a true performer in every sense of the word and yet so much more. She continued on. I for one stand and applaud her.

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