Where the Green Grass Grows – Fine Art Print
“I wonder everyday
As I look upon your face…
Everything you gave
And nothing you would take”
— Just Breathe, Eddie Vedder
“Where the Green Grass Grows”
This piece is all about those rare moments when nothing else matters. When the anxious thoughts stop.
Moments where light dances wistfully, throwing about the intricate shadows of tree branches. Birds are singing. A good book is in hand & you’re in another world.
When I was a little girl I used to wish that the characters I drew could come to life. Often I longed to jump into their safe world, Mary Poppins’ style.
We live in an amazing time, friends – able to share anything we think or feel. Some choose/chose to share feelings of fear that provoke hate.
This is me, with my ability to do the exact opposite.
I am nobody, in the grand scheme of the world. Nobody, yet my existence will trickle and affect so many – beyond my knowledge, with or without my intention. “Where the Green Grass Grows” is me throwing positive vibes into the world, if you will. If you know yoga, or breathing techniques, to me it seems like the subject here is doing a “HAAaaa” exhale. I don’t know what it’s called, but I think you get me? ;)
Soundtrack to the “Where the Green Grass Grows”
Recently I thought I’d share something I started to do: Make soundtracks, or little “MIX TAPES” that either directly relate to my piece of art, or, that came to me while painting the piece.
While I work I sing, loudly. I dance, too, on occasion. You can think of it as an eruption of emotion into the art. It’s cool actually, pretty cathartic.
Music comes to me sometimes, in a way that I know a direction or ‘genre’ I want to head toward. Additionally by way of Spotify, I have discovered so much music and the ways in which one can leap-frog from one musical lilypad to another in this era is actually very astounding.
While painting my mind is travelling and sometimes a work of music will get me to researching, or sometimes it serves as a conduit to learn/find something new. And it’s in this sort of spider web-like way that the playlists I make are woven together.
I thought that since I get these sort of, ‘visions of music’, (I don’t know how else to call it) that I ought to create some organized fashion to keep my musical thoughts in order.
These are eclectic collections, I do intentionally sort the order of the songs, and insert instrumental pieces for levity.
My Handle is “Deanna, Dammit”
So Much to Learn
Technically speaking, this piece was a big challenge for me. With digital painting, I had a lot to learn to achieve the look I wanted ( I’m using ipad pro & apple pencil.)
I’m proud of her, she is real to me, and I can see her living in a book-nook, a library, an indie book shop (I think she’d love it there) – Oh, so many places!
Let me know what you think of my newest endeavor!
— Deanna ?☕️?
ABOUT THE ARTIST
Hello, I’m Deanna. Creating little worlds is all I want to do.
I spend my days in my illustration studio, surrounded by herbs and antique curiosities, in rural Pennsylvania. I enjoy many interesting adventures with my husband, daughter, and Shmoop, the “Office Cat.”
Since I was a young child, I’ve been creating. Some of my earliest memories are of drawing historic clothing, making fairy tale paper dolls, and designing my own “book covers.”
The work I make is influenced heavily by my affinity for historic eras: Color palettes, patterns, textures, architecture, typography – the list goes on. From Medieval to Mid-Century, I love it all.
If you don’t want to miss anything, follow IG: #deannameyer for illustration and vintage musings. I’m an artist, herbalist, and mother with Multiple Sclerosis & Endometriosis.
I’m also an official artist of the Brooklyn Art Library’s Sketchbook Project.