If I could think of any one way to honor my mom’s memory in my life going forward– it could be summed up in one word. MORE.
These paintings by Melbourne artist Amanda Krantz teem with color, movement, and life, seeming ready to burst from their canvases. They embody what I would like my own life to be.
In the last year of Mom’s life, there was less of the good, less of what she loved and enjoyed. That was perhaps one of the toughest challenges we, as those who loved her, faced. Watching that light fade as she couldn’t eat what she wanted, couldn’t go and do as she had always done, her life seemed merely a struggle for survival.
For her, and for myself, I want what is left of my own existence to be abundantly more. More colorful, more adventurous, more days spent doing what I love rather than merely surviving.
To see more of Amanda Krantz‘s work, please visit her website.
All images are via the artist’s website.
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13 responses to “Superfluity. Amanda Krantz.”
Love Amanda’s style. Thanks so much for sharing with the world. Amazing pieces.
Isn’t her work gorgeous?! She is a new favorite!
It is indeed. I can see why she is a favorite.
Lovely work and words x
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The word superfuity was what grabbed me first. It flooded me with memories of my mom. She had a whole bunch of sayings that always made us giggle. One of them was what to say after a meal instead of “I’m full”. Here it is….
“My sufficiency has been suffonsified, any more would be an overabundance of superfluity.” (she liked words)
I think it’s a perfect words for such gorgeous work.
Oh Jill, thank you so much for sharing such a lovely memory of your mom! I’m glad my use of that particular word brought such a precious memory back to you today.
When a loved one passes on (I like to think into a new dimension) we have an opportunity to use our sadness to intensify and focus our own experiences going forward as an homage to the person we are missing. It is a valuable experience that all of us will have and we need to make the most of it. I look forward to reading how this experience will shape your foraging eye.
Thank you, Elaine. I do feel changed and look forward to continue moving forward with renewed determination!
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Lesley you touched me so deeply reading your beautiful memories of your Mom. My Dad died 5 years ago and I’m still reminded of him daily. Art was one of the loves we had in common. Growing up we went to museums almost every weekend in New York. Sometimes in the studio I talk to him while I’m painting, laugh to myself when I think of the silly songs he loved to sing and cry at how much I miss his incredible memory for Art and Artists. He would of loved your taste in Art and your beautiful writing.
Thank you so much, Gabrielle for your kind words and for sharing your memories of your Dad. What a joy it must have been to share a love of art with him! Love to you!
Hi Lesley, I didn’t know this was here until someone pointed it out to me. Thank you! And thank you for sharing your memories and feelings of your Mom. I’m so touched. – AK (Amanda Krantz)
Your work brought those thoughts and memories flooding to the surface, Amanda. Isn’t it amazing how art can touch in ways we never may have imagined?