Category: An Art Gallery

All works which appear in this category are hand drawn either on paper OR the app ‘MyBrushes’ by me. They may not be saved or reproduced without my written consent.

The Night Owl (2017)

I think my obsession with owls originated with the 80s cult classic The Labyrinth. Ever since then, everything from the way they looked to the way they hunted at night fascinated me to no end but whenever I see an owl I think of David Bowie’s eccentric, antihero character Jareth, The Goblin King.

I was actually watching the movie the night I created this piece and reminiscing quite literally about when “the world fell down”. It had only been one year and four months since we’d lost the beloved rock and roll icon and I still remember the day that I heard the news. I was in Fort Lauderdale, Florida on my honeymoon eating a burrito when the little television they had on in the quaint beachside Mexican restaurant announced that David Bowie had passed.

First I was shocked, I remember walking back to our hotel that night with the warm Florida breeze caressing my cheek looking up at the moon and thinking ‘how could it be at such a relatively young age, that one of the most beloved rock ‘n’ roll icons has died?’ David Bowie seemed nearly immortal, a myth that seemed valid given his stellar cinema resume. While naturally death is a part of life, as my father used to say ‘Brittany, nobody’s getting out of this world alive‘ , I couldn’t help but wonder was it that his death had affected me so deeply that I begin to think of my own mortality as the cars went rushing by? Could it be as simple as anything could change in the blink of an eye? Or was it deeper than that?

I had seen this meme floating around on the Internet around the time that David Bowie had passed and it made me realize that perhaps it was deeper than just realizing how short life is. I have always been sympathetic to the villains in just about every fairytale I have read, something I probably wouldn’t have done if I hadn’t been empathetically able to sense just how lonely David Bowie’s anti-hero, antagonist of a character Jareth in The Labyrinth. Coming across this meme really made my feelings much more pronounced, I wasn’t just sad we lost a rock ‘n’ roll icon, I was sad that I lost someone who actually made me look at villains in a totally different light from that point in time when I saw that movie forward.

From the time I was 10 years old and first watched The Labyrinth (in my friend Kristen’s bedroom on her tiny little TV that was probably only a little bit bigger than the size of my old iPad but bulky all the same) I was able to feel bad for the bad guy and realize villains are sometimes much more multidimensional (which is a lesson a writer that I treasure). In teaching me at such a young age the meaning of empathy for the antagonist Jareth I learned a very valuable lesson about being a writer that sometimes things aren’t so black and white.

One of my favorite authors of all time, JK Rowling, has built a very successful brand for herself with the Harry Potter series, (I myself am an avid fan and also named my fur baby Draco after one of her antagonistic characters) but admittedly she is also a one dimensional writer. The entire series is told from Harry’s point of view which often leads us to have a very negative views of some of the other Hogwarts houses, namely Slytherin (which I always identified as and Pottermore even sorted me into). The downside of Rowling only writing from Harry’s point of view is that we miss things that are important to the plot, that she reveals later on. One of these such things is Snape and his love for Harry’s mother Lily, which led to him becoming a double agent for Dumbledore. In fact, most of the supporting characters around Harry including the beloved half-giant Hagrid often says “there wasn’t a witch or wizard that went bad that wasn’t in Slytherin” of course, we later learn this is NOT the case as they were plenty other characters from other houses that “went bad”. While I will always love the story of Harry Potter from start to finish I must say as a writer myself J. K. Rowling writes from very limited perspectives. As to whether or not it’s done on purpose or not can be argued both ways, I tend to think that it was on purpose that she does this to kind of reveal things towards the end at her own discretion. That said, I also believe that the one dimensional view is limiting the reader on the ability to see things from both sides of the proverbial coin.

David Bowie’s character Jareth taught me as a writer to write from several characters perspectives. In one of my several projects that I have ongoing within ‘My Documents’ each chapter is written from a different character’s perspective so that way the audience can really look at the situation at hand from many different perspectives and can form their own opinion of it. I personally think that makes the writer more well-rounded both as a writer and and empathizer. As a writer, if you can get your audience to sympathize with the antagonist as well as the protagonist you’re bringing a whole new element to your tale that makes it much more memorable. I am forever grateful to David Bowie for that.

The owl in this piece is both symbolic in Harry Potter and The Labyrinth and I sketched it as a reminder that perspective in terms of creating a meaningful and engaging story is always key in keeping your audience involved in the plot.

What are some of your favorite novels? Have you Ever sympathized with the villain? Leave a comment below I’d love to hear from you!

Love you. Mean it.

Brittany

Xoxo

“My end is my beginning”

Nelson Mandela once said it always seems impossible until it is done. I believe that this is true because America was the land which was built on the impossible becoming possible. I feel incredibly lucky to have a grown-up in here, in a country where we are taught that all things are possible. Despite the growing issues with what’s going on with our youth and our nation, I feel blessed that we live in a country where we CAN protest and oppose what goes on. We may not agree with everything that people are marching for nowadays but I can surely appreciate the fact that I live in a country where people can if they choose so.

This piece was inspired by a dream I had a years ago, I had been reading about the French Revolution and one of the things I found so disturbing was the imprisonment of Marie Antoinnette. Not only was Marie martyred, but in the days leading up to her gruesome death she was both psychologically and physically abused. The people who once answered to her as their Queen now killed her friends for sport and placed their decapitated heads in her cell for “company”. While France has certainly come a long way since those days, when I look at events in history around the world I feel lucky to live somewhere where I have a voice and representation.

Throughout history many strong women had to overcome great hurtles to make a difference in their world. They had to battle gender stereotypes and a patriarchal society which valued only the opinions of males. I am glad to live in a country where women have fought for the right for me to vote. This piece was created to remind us all that there are places in this world where you can be killed just for speaking your mind. To those who are unhappy with the state of this nation, to those who are not proud to be American, I challenge you imagine what it would be like to live in a country that didn’t afford you those rights.

Imagine living in a country where the risk of threat and death always looming. On having restrictions with how many kids you should have and what gender they need to be. Imagine living in country where you were persecuted for your race, religion and sexual orientation. A county where you’re told what profession you’ll have, who you’re to marry and what to watch and listen to. Imagine a country where you’re not allowed to say anything negative about the leader of it or risk death. When you think about it in retrospect, you are awarded (by living in this country) a privilege denied to many not just in recent times but over the course of several centuries.

You have opportunities and clean running water; a roof over your head and food on your plate. You have the freedom of speech, religion and press. You could grow up to become whatever you want to be, have as many children as you want and rattle on for hours about how much you hate our president. Just remember you are allowed to do this because you live in the greatest nation of all, America. This piece which I created serves to remind us just how lucky we are to live in a nation where we can celebrate both our similarities and differences and live without fear.

Love you. Mean it.

Brittany

Xoxo

Makes Me Wanna Scream (2014)

Occasionally there are weeks where I am not quite sure what to write about. I think it’s a common thing for most authors out there to have one million and one ideas and not enough brain power to channel them all at once. sometimes I’m at a complete standstill with absolutely no ideas and others I’m like a hamster on a wheel where I can’t quite keep up with my own ideas.

This is one of these weeks, so I’m going to share with you a piece that I did back in 2014. Now, you may notice that there’s an ‘H’ instead of an ‘S’ next to my name and that’s because I created this gem BEFORE I was married when I was still engaged. I wish I could say something inspired this piece such as the movie ‘Scream’ (which definitely influenced it quite a bit, I mean come on?) but this piece was sincerely created out of boredom. I was sketching on the app my brushes and low and behold this was the end result.

When I look at this piece I think about just how quickly life goes. The things that we worry about each and every day (which take up so much space in our brain) can literally and figuratively kill us with worry and fear. When I look at this piece I am reminded of just how short life can be and how quickly we can blink and not be here. As morbid as it sounds, we are not guaranteed tomorrow and despite what we may say to our coworkers when we leave work each day the truth is we can only hope and pray we’re given another chance to wake up tomorrow.

We spend so much time worrying about having enough that we sometimes forget we are enough. Instead of worrying about deadlines, futures, and money it’s important to stop and take five minutes a day to catch our breath by looking to those who already think we do have it all. Put simply, if you were a character in the movie ‘Scream’ and the main antagonist had you cornered, would you really be worried about all the petty things that you worry about in your day-to-day life or would you be worried about your legacy and the people you love being left behind?

Love you. Mean it.

Brittany

Xoxo

Learning To See Myself Though My Niece’s Eyes

Originally I was going to write about a drink recipe of mine I was dying to share with you but life had other plans. The store that typically carries it was out and I found myself scrambling for an idea of what to write and what to say to all my loyal fan friends on here. My first reaction was to berate myself for not being more organized but then I stopped, took a breath and regrouped. What good would putting myself down accomplish? What would my niece say if she was sitting here listening to me put myself down?

I created this piece in 2011, I sketched it on the app ‘MyBrushes’ and its a favorite of mine. My niece is sitting on my lap in awe of me opening my presents. It was a picture my husband took that I was compelled to draw one night during my early twenties when insomnia would strike. It also is a sketch which puts things in prospect for me.

When I think of all the adults that told me through the years how quickly the years go by I lost count but it’s true. Now that my niece is on the verge of turning nine she’s old enough to pick up on how people view themselves. I know my niece thinks I’m the best Aunt in the world (she tells me so every time she sees me) and what kind of message am I sending her every time I put myself down and give in to the hard fought battle (one which I am now winning) in self esteem? Not the best one.

My niece doesn’t care what color my hair is, whether or not I’m wearing designer clothes, what I car drive, what my job is, or how much I weigh. She doesn’t care that as I write this I’m secretly hoping it’s good enough, that people like and want to hear what I have to say. She doesn’t see the anxiety and little flaws in my appearance and personality I try to “fix”. She sees a fun, carefree and beautiful Aunt who to likes to bake treats for her and make slime with her. Who helps her draw things and encourages her to do her very best in whatever she’s doing. She see’s the best of me, the version of me it took me almost 30 years to see and appreciate. When I started loving myself both on the outside and the inside I was able to see myself in a totally different light.

If we saw ourselves in the eyes of our children, our godchildren, our nieces and nephews, our family and friends instead of in the numbers on a scale or a two dimensional reflection in a mirror we’d lead much more fulfilling lives.

That’s the purpose of the this piece, to remind us that for all our shortcomings and things in life that go unplanned there’s always someone who’s looking up to you. For every time you look in the mirror and call yourself fat there are impressionable eyes and ears that are watching and listening to you and learning how to love (or not love) themselves.

Remember to love yourself, be kind to yourself, and focus on what you have to offer the world rather than what you lack. Learn to love yourself in the way those who look up to and admire you do. Don’t sweat the little things in life that can be changed, because these years go very quickly and we owe it to ourselves to make them the happiest we can. As I end this post I feel confident that this topic, this art piece which I’m sharing was meant to be shared tonight and low carb pina colada recipes can surely wait till next week.

Love you. Mean it.

Brittany

Xoxo

Sketches

Hello Everyone!

It’s almost my birthday (May 1st!) and with it I decided to do a flashback Friday to some of my favorite sketches! These were truly labors of love as they took me months to complete and are some of my proudest works. Lots of people have asked me why I don’t pursue art as a job because for me it is a sacred thing I can do where I feel one with God and outlet for when life becomes much too demanding and overwhelming. When I bring images to life on paper, I imagine that’s how God felt when he created the Earth, for it says so in Genesis 1:31 “God saw all he had made, and it was very good”. So when I reflect on these sketches I am proud of what my hands made and it was very good. I wanted to share them with you today in hopes that they inspire you to nurture the gifts God gave you that are unique only to you. These sketches were used with pencil, fine tip sharpie and Prisma Colored Pencils in black and white. I love the simplicity of black and white sketches because they are so under valued in the art world, many people think sketches or paintings that lack color lack creativity but I feel like they hold more. They allow the beholder to add whatever colors they wish with their imagination to the sketch and they give it a vintage and classic kind of feel that I feel is lacking from the art world today. Out of all the sketches I do both my hand on paper or on art app I feel these most authentically express me as an artist and for that I hold a special place in my heart for these sketches. The first is my favorite TV show, ‘How I Met Your Mother’; the next was my favorite Broadway play ‘Wicked’; the Third was a favorite movie of my friend’s ‘Twilight’ and the final is probably my most favorite, it’s my niece Elsie at age two. I am so glad I sketched her at two because although she’ll be 9 in November she’s immortalized as 2 in that sketch, my beautiful soul, my Diva, no matter how big she gets. Anyway, I hope you enjoy these sketches from my art vault that I shared with you all. Cheers to 29 years!

Love you. Mean it.

Brittany

Xoxo

Fly Super Cam Fly

If it hasn’t been abundantly clear I’ve been obsessed with my Carolina Panthers since their inaugural season in 1995 I don’t know what else I can do or say to prove it. I sketched this on the app ‘MyBrushes’ after the Panthers victory of the Eagles in 2012. I’ve always been a huge supporter of Cam Newton from the moment we drafted him. The antics which annoy the masses, amuse me, the guy has FUN doing his job and I truly love that about it. Maybe it’s a Taurus thing? (We’re only 9 days apart, both May babies) Basically I support him no matter what.

I’ve sketched A LOT of Cam Newton, some could argue it’s because he’s my favorite Panthers player to sketch, but I can assure you this is not just because he’s one of my favorite Panthers of all time, he’s photogenic! Sketching Cam is like sketching pure joy to see someone having fun as well as success in the NFL is a beautiful sight to behold. Sketching Cam’s joy is contagious, I feel bubbly and happy too when I sketch him. Looking back on this sketch, I can’t help but be hype for this upcoming season.

Have a Wonderful Weekend Everyone! Keep Pounding!

Love you. Mean it.

Brittany

Xoxo

Ravenna (2012)

I remember watching Snow White and The Huntsman and being totally drawn in by Charlize Theron’s portrayal of Queen Ravenna. I used the app ‘MyBrushes’ a lot before it was unsupported by the new iPhone 7. There were a lot of brushes to choose from so I sketched it first then added the dimensions of color and contour with an assortment of sizes and textures brushes. I used an image to look at on my iPad as I drew this piece with a stylus on ‘MyBrushes’ for reference and I’m quite proud of how it came out to this day and I sketched this in 2012. For me, sketching has helped me deal with my anxiety and occupy my mind with more relaxing means to help me sleep at night. This piece is no exception.

Fellow artists, have you ever used the app, ‘MyBrushes’? How did you like it? Would you like to see them bring it back?

Love you. Mean it.

Brittany

Xoxo