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I have also learned the positives of being a cityphilia (if that’s the word) Coming back from vacation to London and Paris, I was finally able to see many works of art that I previously was only able to admire in an art history book. Standing before a Bouguereau or seeing stages of Degas’ artistic development is awe inspiring. Being in a room with several Sargents is also a treat. The architecture, the cafes, the decorative pastries, the rush of the city can fill the mind and spark an imagination. The finely manicured topiaries and breathtaking fountains of the many quaint parks are a cool step away from the surrounding buzz (if not overcrowded.) I live surrounded by green and love being outdoors, but I have also come to realize that human achievement and activity found in cities are a good balance to our well being. I wondered why such a quaint little town in central New Mexico would have signs and walls littered with graffiti. Immersed in the great outdoors, youth could find nothing better to do and turned to heroin for their fix. They were bored. Meanwhile, a retired art instructor had a wonderful gallery of photos was immensely enjoying his life and all the nature surrounding him. I understand both perspectives – green can be isolating and leave us to our thoughts whether happy or depressed. When we are fulfilled, experienced, and busy with our lives, green is welcome. When we are stuck, searching, in need of socialization and opportunity, green can be seen as a road that goes nowhere. To many a book, TV, or paintbrush fills that need. To others, time with friends, time in a museum, time absorbing information and maybe running with the crowd is time well spent. Sometimes a little green therapy is good, other times it might be gray and multicolored.
I like the “green” venue of plein air painting. After coming in I always feel as though I’ve done a job of work, as well as I can, and save or scrub the panel depending on the image. No one wants to scrub an image, but it’s the cost of progress. In my case, it’s almost always a better feeling to have come back from the field than to emerge from the studio. Oddly, the clean up time is, for me a recompression. It’s the space between the freedom to act (paint) and the exigencies of “real life”. But if I’m really, really tired, and the recliner beckons, I’m rarely so comfortable as after a long afternoon out of doors with my French easel.
Though I am not a landscape artist as a rule, I do love being outdoors. I work in portable mediums for that reason. i love the beach and the ocean and cannot stand to be locked in my studio in the warmer months, so you will often see me with my art sitting under an umbrella on the beach, or sitting on the boardwalk. Being outside in natural surroundings is incredibly energizing and calming at the same time and is my favorite place to work. In the winter, I am always in front of large windows overlooking deep forest in my backyard….anything to bring nature inside when I can’t be outside. One of these days I will attempt a landscape outside in oils. But for now, I will settle for just being able to be outside enjoying the beauty that only nature can provide.
That explains it – why I love my studio and feel so ‘at home’ and serene when I’m working in it…. I’m up in the treetops (actually top floor of my barn surrounded by trees), filled with the sound of birds, buzz of mud wasps, coolness of breezes, warm sun and cool rain. I love it and it’s where I’ve been the most productive!
Come to the forest and hear the nightingales sing, come to the forest and hear the crickets chirping, come to the woodlands and see the squirrels scampering from the ground to a tree and a chipmunk joining in. Come to the forest and listen to the rustling of the leaves as the wind passes through. Come to the forest and see a brook or creek meandering through. Come to the lake and see the lily pads. This is what a think of when I try to get an idea for a composition. It is sad that urban areas are encroaching on the these wonders of nature where we meditate or commune with nature. I think it is a wonderful idea to have murals of nature in children’s rooms and other works of animals that children love.
Oh… you are so right about Green Therapy. A few years ago, when my husband had cancer, a doctor friend of his, in Ireland, said “Let nature help you heal.” It was the dead of winter so I took him to a Butterfly Conservatory so he could breathe in some ‘green’. By the way………. he’s just fine now.
As an avid field sketcher (usually in Africa), I’m not surprised to hear the results of this research. If I am unfortunate enough to be hospitalized anytime in the future, I will make sure I have 24 hour access to some of the excellent Africa waterhole webcams available. When I recover I will worry about switching back to the correct time-zone!
I am fortunate to live where I do in South Texas (we refer to regions here because of its size). The climate is so mild we usually can be outdoors year round, and rarely in coats. I saw an old advertisement from the 1920’s for San Antonio: “Where the sunshine spends the winter.” Love that. A house with full windows has a wonderfully positive influence. I’m sitting on my couch and see to my right a ridge two hundred feet high. Two days ago I watched two magnificent bucks make their way down the rocks and through the trees. I see that same view from my studio window. I look to my left out the patio door and see a valley and hills miles away. Sun streams into house. We’ve all been in houses that were dark as caves and have to have artificial light even at midday. I know a person who seemed to be in a perpetual funk. She has no outside activities and found out she has a critical vitamin D deficiency. After a few weeks of vitamins the difference in her was amazing. Her prescription and therapy was “go outside.”
My biophilia consists of looking at gorgeous 20 year old female Swedish blonds!
A couple of years ago, I decided to take a small area of weeds on our property and turn it into a moss garden. It’s come a long way since I started and the best part is that it has become my refuge during a very stressful time, when I have been unable to work on my painting. I like to think of its care as my current “art.” There is nothing more rejuvenating to the spirit than to take in all that the natural world has to offer.
Ditto for Green therapy, we go for a drive on back-roads, yes it is a “waste” of gas, but watching the landscapes of houses, farms, fields and occasional cattle and horses puts my husband and myself in a mellower mood. SW Michigan has lots of farm scenery. About 17 miles south of where we live there are Amish farms, which adds to the pictorial stories. We enjoy it a lot.
You read my mind! I am presently horrified of my studio easel. The closest I made to it recently is a desk next to the garden view window and only after the mosquitoes come out. The life is outside!
You know-I actually MET Ed Wilson and got to talk to him for about an hour when he was here! The entomology group got VIP treatment, and I have photos!!!!To meet him is to fall in love.
It is only now imagining a savage breast and how I can paint one that I write with great delight and appreciation. Thanks so much for this probably unintended image!
Not only is the outdoors and the greenery good for the soul and the attitude, it generally generates the opportunity to carry an easel some distance, or at least hike a bit. One of the big dangers of art is the sedentary lifestyle. Your shouting down the (presumably) basement stairs Mr Genn is probably going toward an artist who is growing more and more out of shape.
Philiaphilia: The problem of having too many favorite places to go and things to love.
What a wonderful idea Bob Stone has! It’s so simple and basic, it’s brilliant.
I’ve been there and done that, and ultimately, I would rather be indoors. I enjoy painting in my studio, with music, coffee, air conditioning and a roof over my head.
Green therapy… morning from my front porch.. Aitutaki, Cook Islands.
Right now I’m painting on beautiful Monhegan island. I’ve always loved plein air painting so much more than studio.
A friend and student of mine is in her mid 70s and was living on her own and, until recently, was going strong though, from the results of a stroke, used her non-dominant hand. Over the years that she has been a student of mine she has gained fine motor skills and now is painting at a high skill level in watercolor and selling her work. About 2 months ago she suffered a series of falls which left her without the ability to walk. After surgery, colostomy, drugs etc., she is now in an assisted living facility, getting more and more depressed. It was sad to see her mentally going downhill, especially with the prospects that she would have with only her left arm to work with. Two weeks ago she was very down. I had brought her a small painting box that I use for plein air studies and a stack of reference photos. When I returned this past weekend she had completed 2 pieces and was half way through another. Not only was she painting, but her whole demeanor had improved. She is now overcoming her sadness about her situation and getting on with her painting. It gives her great peace of mind and it’s a joy to see her at work.
Part of the joy that the patients have in Bob Stone’s research is based around the return to familiar places from a person’s youth. I’m a believer in this concept. Places I played as a child or rambled when I was a teen hold a special place for me now as an artist and I am somehow content to paint there. UK
I have a set of color therapy glasses and I wear the color I feel my body needs at the time. There are seven colors and each one represents a mood or a feeling. I wear green a lot, which is for harmony, healing, peace and love. Orange is associated with sociability, creativity and happiness.
Good call allowing anonymous entries! It’s important for whistleblowers and those with opinions that could wrongly influence their associations or even trigger hurtful actions. Occasional annoying entries by anonymous contributors arent any worse that annoying entries by the rest of us LOL! There is so much to learn here and I am often prompted to extend the thought where I least expected!
You are right Sue, this is the most informed art site on the net
How wonderful to see someone is researching the effects of the green world on health in hospital settings. Having had a number of relatives who were hospitalized in different facilities these past two years, I’ve been struck by the horrid colors of the walls in their various hospital rooms: dark grey-mauve, sickly grey-beige and an even sicklier midtone grey. Surrounding the ill with such drab, depressing colors can’t possibly do them any good. Who makes these terrible choices? Wouldn’t colors such as green, yellow or apricot in very soft pastel shades be so much more comforting and uplifting to someone who is seriously ill?
Societies are just coming to realize the restorative value of trees. As little as fifty years ago all people could think about was cutting them down and using them for firewood or furniture. In my country they fine people heavily for cutting down trees, even when they are on your own property.
When the weather is good I set up on the patio and am so much better for it.
Decker’s Tug oil painting on canvas, 18 x 29 inches by Christine Hanlon, CA, USA |
Beautiful painting, Bill.