JacquelineHowettprintTHLx

This lithograph was created in the most diverse circumstances of 92/93. I was in great need and was living in a car in the winter snow of Maine until some money came through., when I got a temporary room infested with cocroaches. I kept meaning to leave but I got so busy on this art project, I had to finnish my project to completion. I would scream at night as the cockroaches crawled all over me, I was warm for now and thats all that mattered. I was living in a lot of fear with this change in my life as you can imagine, I mean I still had the minc coat look back then eh? My art was my only sanity. You see the real horror for me I had been terribly spoilt in my life with a lot of luxury, and I knew nothing of how to live like others do on this minimum wage, what I have found out now to be the norm, so it was worse. I still had a cadilac by the way..Anyways there was also a lot of evolving and political changes going on...and it is not easy coming down from having money, it took me years in the process learning to adapt and understand and never quite landing, believe me it has taken half my life, I got a minimum wage job for the first time this summer of 2001 for a while, still crazy though in my art world, so it didnt really lat long. But hey I did it eh? the average worker is blessed not knowing. Also I was then living in American culture shock, it was no help with my English Shakespeare manners and Queen Victorian ways and subconsciously becoming on some leval in the process Americanized. I had a heart attack the day after my inaugeration on becoming American, with all that learning I had to do about America to become American.. For more than five years no one understood this Kings English I spoke. Well anyway, strange enough I knew my new state was also an eye opener, this cockraoch infested place I now lived was above a breakfast place and I would watch the family people coming daily for their cockroach breakfast. You can imagine how the writer and yes the artist in me felt. I watched man in ignorance, as a specatator in isolation.. Anyway, cut a long story short, I had just left Florida and my beautiful swimming pool home and mourning my drowned dog in adverstiy and recovering from a heart attack. All I could do was keep creating and promoting this work from the major art I had to leave behind in cold storage in Florida, after it had been photographed. I guess what I'm trying to say is, some of my best stuff as this came from living in places beyond the word squalor and in such a tiny little space I couldn't move. You see I had the money for my art to be printed only by Penmor lithographers, to create photographic work, and more slides and to keep paying my art cold storage. I was keeping up that professional appearance then and standards as a professional. But really what us artist go through at times for the sake of our art. Sometimes we live in worlds far from getting help from foundations and organisations and friends or help of any kind. All of my life I have lived like an outsider or a maverick to a degree on the surface, never complaining. I basicaly have lived privately and have been a self made artist. Also some of my ideas and intentions needed maybe to as yet still develop, politically too. I needed to see this fate through, to also see it through to a much higher quest of truth in its evolving. This piece for instance I can now confidently state, all was but an illusion and is the key word and conclusion. All that I thought I believed to be true concerning its title THEOL and those who have any idea about why I created this in the first place. Sorry, not explaining it here now. (that mystery). But the sacrifices I gave up for a cause in my life were then weiged by higher truths evolving than I could ever believe possible. I hope next year to cut through some of this confusion and caos,, incidents, obstacles and distractions from my busy state for always needing to be creating, especially now as I get older to start looking and getting some returns the way so many others do through foundations and grants etc.. Maybe my hand will connect, after all that is what my art too is about, coming together and all that can relate to our higher self. The title Theol from this print   means God in Greek, although its spelt slightly different.
This print will be on display in Maine at Starbucks cafe next May and June 2002 along with its evolved pieces up to date. This piece was intended only for Museums and private venues but the journey took me down to the street as you see. (Yes a big lesson for the snob in me to see eh? or the old fashion girl learning this 2001 independenc also in the balance. And it was quite a long journey getting here. Yes, I did indeed attain to a degree what some take so much for granted. This very simple existence of just being here alive and as hard as that can be at times on any leval).
Possibly I will also view this print at another cafe in January 2002 here in Portland, Maine. Pplease e-mail for more details or visit this site at a later date for updates. The other print to this one titled, healing balm is displayed permanently at the Orono Print Muesum in Orono, U.S.A. and was exhibited in the Biddiford Museum, Maine U.S.A.   THEOL has been sold at auction in Portland Maine and other venues for AIDS AWARENESS. It has appeared in the ArtCellar Exchange of 92/93 and given mention in the Manhatten Arts International magazine (Artists in the 90's) And appeared in the New York Gallery Guide magazine of May 93 issue . Also it stands in many private collections along with honorable art collectors such as Prince Bander Bin Sultan bin Abdulaziz private art collections.

I hope this piece will bring you much pleasure and comprehension to the mystery as you follow me as an artist.
Artist Jacqueline Howett.   CLICK HERE TO VIEW ANOTHER SPECIAL