Primarily a watercolorist, I worked for a period of time painting on rice paper because of the inherent challenges and facility of touch that this combination required.
Although, at first glance, many have compared these works to Matisse because of their intricate design, they are in fact comprised of figures composed from open space, bounded by no lines but rather by the tapestries (environment) around them. This artist hopes that the viewer gains from these works a greater joi de vie and metaphysical understanding of life.
If I recall correctly, my parents might have had the conference with my second grade teacher about my day-dreaming in class. Or perhaps, it was just a usual parent-teacher conference and time has blurred my memory; but the significance of that meeting was in the first urgings by an educator that my artistic talents be formally trained.
As a result, my childhood was marked by a series of art schools and teachers, student art shows, awards, getting special privileges such as leaving class to work on art, or leaving school early to see my work displayed in a show.
A scholarship student at the Pennsylvania Academy of the Fine Arts, I attended for about a year and a half until I realized that I had to unlearn all that I had learned over the years. I felt I was "over educated." My art, though appealing to others, was becoming in fact not an expression of me, but rather what appealed to the viewers.
I left the Academy and continued my own art education at Fleischer Art Memorial where the students were self directed, thus reclaiming my artistic self.
Enter marriage and a daughter...
Enter owner of a private school...
Enter a gallery owner who encouraged me to resume showing my work...
"... I had to unlearn all that I had learned over the years. I felt I was 'over educated.' My art, though appealing to others, was becoming in fact not an expression of me, but rather what appealed to the viewers."
Exhibition and showings of my work occurred throughout the 1970's. And, for a time, I was art critic for the Burlington County Times newspaper in New Jersey. For three years in the seventies, I operated an art gallery.
" ... I experienced visions which I was careful to paint as seen ...
"... I believe that their importance is for others who have had similar visions, dreams or experiences, and who, in recognizing them, may affirm the spiritual side of their being as "real" - not a dream or illusion."
In the 1980's I married Michael Bucci, a composer, writer and producer, a loving partner and fellow "creative".
For seven years, we worked in the business of public relations and graphic design. But I had to remain true to the fine artist in me and my husband needed to return to his roots as a composer and writer. And in 1991 we closed the doors of our business to dedicate our time exclusively to the arts, free of all commerce and business activities.
I always said that God took care of fools, small children, and artists. And somehow we were provided-for for seven years. These years have been a gift of spiritual renewal and creative excellence.
During the 1990's I created over 200 major watercolors, 50 pastels, and 700+ black & white pencil/ink sketches of nature and figure studies. Further, Michael and I collaborated on a series of spiritual books with poetry and art.
In this period I experienced visions which I was careful to paint as seen, or experienced: no artistic license was taken, for I have come to understand the importance of the truth and purity of the original visions. I believe that their importance is for others who have had similar visions, dreams or experiences, and who, in recognizing them, may affirm the spiritual side of their being as "real" - not a dream or illusion.
I learned the importance of letting the "spirit" paint, without regard for anything other than self-expression. When one paints in this manner, one touches the divine within.
The art and writings of Rebecca Bucci are Copyright 1989-1999.
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There was a time when credentials, awards, name recognition and publicity seemed very important. Somehow, these thoughts have slipped away; and the most important thing to me has become the expression of self, of spirit, of this "connected-ness" to the divine.
As a mature artist, there is no greater testimony to my abilities than I, going to sleep, feeling that I have captured on paper the love between two people, or the quiet of a lilypond sea at night.
If this art helps only one person on their path, then I am gratified.
©1993, 1998 Rebecca Bucci