About Sharon Matchett

My photo
I'm a retired, classically trained singer (and frustrated flautist) who has discovered another voice within which I now express through the medium of watercolors. Although the art of painting is something completely new to me (I am self taught), the language has turned out to be very familiar. As with singing an aria beautifully, expressing myself in a beautiful and meaningful way in watercolors involves excellent timing, rhythm, tempo, coloration, and artistry. For me, painting with watercolors is like music flowing from my brush. It fulfills that deepest need which I believe lies within us all, the need to feel connected. As I paint I am immersed in and connected to my subject. I become my most creative self, and, in those moments, I feel I am at one with the universe - a marvelous feeling for sure! If what I paint somehow connects with the viewer .... what more could an artist wish for?

Friday, January 30, 2015

The Cabaret Has Come and Gone, and Painting Pursuits

This past Sunday evening I pursued my other artist love.  I can't tell you what a thrill it was to be able to sing so many beautifully written songs for such an appreciative audience!  
 We were also extremely fortunate that there was a terrific art exhibit on our gallery wall.  The artists (both members of the same guild I belong to, TAG - Trenholm Artists Guild) were in attendance so the audience had a chance to chat with them in addition to seeing their wonderful paintings.
They will have their formal gallery opening and reception on Sunday, February 8th, 3 - 5 PM.  It's exciting for me to know these talented women.  

To be honest, I had a miserable time recovering from cataract surgery on my left eye.  The surgery went well and was successful, but I was unable to focus either eye on anything because my perscription in my glasses no longer fit my left eye.  I grabbed a pair of old glasses which made it a little easier to see but were no longer good enough for me to read well with my right eye.  Headaches and a grouchy disposition plagued me.  I wasn't sure how well I'd be able to perform for the Cabaret and made an appointment with my optomestist the Friday before just so I could I moan and groan about my life.  My retinologist had suggested I go ahead and get the cataract in my right eye fixed because the difference in "bright light left eye" and "yellow light right eye" was also bothering me. That would mean another month of even worse vision until I could get new glasses.  My wonderful optometrist told me to relax, my vision was still correctable and I needed to give myself a rest from eye surgery.  He fixed me up with a new pair of glasses in an hour.  I was smiing ear to ear and doin' the happy dance clear up to showtime Sunday night.  What a relief to be able to focus.  Which brings me to the painting I started Wednesday when  our group got together.   Many washes yet to go, but thought I'd share it anyway.  ..... And that's all the news that's fit to print!!