Will you be Vietnamese market
oil painting "fated" to paint there while in that tragically beautiful place? I marvel at their floating farmer's markets and at their pride and perseverance. I will add the Tale of Kieu to my must read list. Thich Nhat Hahn of that country, is one of my favorite poets and writers. His gifted fate bloomed in an otherwise doomed historical backdrop. I admire him very much. I hope you will have the chance to paint some Vietnam street scenes, waterways or rice paddies…

My impressions of Vietnam were different. It impressed me that in Saigon, children's art was beautifully framed and displayed. At the zoo, there was a show of pictures elementary children had painted of the animals. Each was in a gilt frame on an easel. It shows respect for children. That impressed me. In the war museum, children's paintings were bright, illustrative and moving. I brought home a book from the art gallery in Saigon showing a diverse and amazing selection of contemporary art from a recent exhibit. It appeared to me that the work of talented people was encouraged and supported.

I was crossing Boracay beach
pastel painting the street a few years ago in Hanoi with the 12 year old daughter of a Dutch friend. We were in the middle of traffic and I started to chicken out and back up. As an experienced Hanoi dweller, she admonished me "NEVER go backwards once you're in the street." So we forged on and across. On a similar note, I lived in Kathmandu for 5 years and drove every day. The traffic there was much the same as Vietnam, but with the occasional elephant and frequent feral (and holy) cow. I think that in 5 years I used my rear view mirror about 3 times. Same principle, just move slowly and merge, the traffic will accommodate you.

I agree, St-Hilarion
oil painting talent must be worked, cannot be left dormant. It is not an automatic function. One rule or recipe I have learned in the beginning of my career and have applied it ever since and have seen the results, is this: "Success consists of 99 percent work and 1 percent talent."

In my years Bruegel
original painting of teaching, I have met just a couple of kids that had "talent." I have met many kids that can learn art skills. Having spent my life in the art field, I am not really sure that I have any real talent. If I have a gift, I suppose it is about color, and I am not sure about that. I can teach anybody how to draw and that is what I teach to my high school art students. Color is a whole new deal. It is a mystery. What is talent?

When I talk to Evening Calm
oil painting my students, who feel that their talent is commendable, I quote the German poet, Johann Wolfgang von Goethe: "That which you have inherited from your forefathers, use it in order to possess it!"

My current exhibit in the Langley Centennial Exhibition Centre's features these key words above to lead you into: Barbara Boldt - The Journey .

The exhibit talks and commences with my forefathers and their multiple talents of which I have inherited some. We have to work and use the talent, otherwise it is wasted.

I couldn't Fallen cherries
oil painting help remembering how true this is by attending my first high school class reunion way back when and seeing the "pretty/popular/elite crowd" all come tumbling down off their pedestals into places in society beneath their "potential." It was an example of what comes easy is not enough, but is often a handicap. Thank you… from one who has learned that nothing comes easy…

An old Dutch Check mate
original painting sculptor, a descendant of sculptors who toiled creating the Cologne Cathedral, told me when I was 19 and working in his garage studio, "Being an artist is 1 percent talent and 99 percent hard work."

As the years pass, I realize how tough it has been to stay true to one's self all in the name of "art." Few of us ever reach the stratosphere price-wise but yet we keep creating because that's what we do best. Each and every work is a journey and demonstration of time, effort, imagination and talent best used. Personally, my talent has allowed me to share my joy and humor with others. If 1% talent can make people smile, it is worth the toil.

What is 'Talent'?
Louise Cass I believe that in the Western world talent is thought of as a kind of innate ability to do something - usually in the realm of performance and plastic arts but one can also have a 'knack' with figures (mathematics) or be 'talented' in an approach to science, etc. This 'talent' usually, but not always, shows itself at an early age. We speak of people wasting their 'god-given' talents through lack of direction, application and/or dedication. In Art many achieve success through another kind of talent such as a gift for the ability to promote themselves along with the determination and hard work necessary for this goal. It seems quite extraordinary for 'beauty' alone to be considered a talent in another society. We generally consider it an attribute rather than a talent as one doesn't have to work at it (some might not agree with this)! However, I can see that in some sense it's similar to our notion of talent - it's just there - seemingly arriving out of nowhere!

From the letters of Hippolyte Flandrin, who, along with his brother Paul, succeeded in their chosen fields of religious and landscape painting in mid-19th century Paris, probably more through hard work and determination than intrinsic talent, this amusing comment on women artists comes: "Those who scoff at feminine talent can never know how many women, who have taken up art seriously, women of genuine and remarkable talent, have been discouraged and their talents wasted through a vicious or incomplete education." It seems that women were not admitted to the School of Fine Arts in Paris at the time although they could attend the School of Medicine.

-see Delaborde, H. (ed) "Lettres et Pensées d'Hippolyte Flandrin", 2 vols, Paris 1865.

On my wall Philippi creek
original painting in my living room hangs a huge photograph by Vietnam's most favored photographer. My brother is a diplomat and was one of the people who opened the embassies in Vietnam a few years back. The huge beautiful photograph pictures one of the remarkable women who RUN the silver industries that exist along the Cambodian borders. On my walls are intricate silver pieces done by craftswomen in northern Vietnam.

Get out of the cafe and away from the motorcycles. Yes, the government is a big bad boot. Yes, the country continues to struggle with the terrible oppression of the big boot. But look at the lovely people there and you will find real beauty, art that flourishes anyway, and as always, the artist continues to flourish in the needlework, in the native crafts, and even in the modern photography.

Scientists and artists, I think, are a bit impervious to politics. I am always amused by the story of cholesterol. During WW2 the heart attack levels in the Hitler occupied countries were cut in half within mere months. How did this happen? Scientists rushed overseas as soon as travel was prudent. What they discovered was that Hitler took every bit of fat out of the country as it is a critical ingredient of nitroglycerin that is key in bomb making. Once the cream and meat entered back into these dairy nations the heart attacks went right back up. Scientists wanted to prove the link and that is how the Framingham Heart Study was conceived. Despite the oppression there was curiosity. Despite the politics there was creativity in science. And in Germany during the same time Emil Nolde painted tiny watercolors and hid them in his woodpile.

Never doubt that art will out. Never doubt that science will out. Indeed, in every culture it is what always lasts. Dig a little deeper into the beautiful Vietnam. I know the traffic is horrendous and the pollution awful is well. Look deeper. Find the art.

"For those talented ones in any culture who are fated with some degree of freedom from everyday toil, there can be little excuse." But there may be several major reasons. One is the problem of the seed falling on barren soil. There was no welcoming of the arts in my childhood environment, except for my parents who encouraged "band." Were I not encouraged (and required) by them, any kind of talent would be an undiscovered trait. Then that small talent fell into a school system where art teachers supervised colorful recess instead of teaching, the nearest music lesson was ten miles away, the local culture was factories and football, and the nearest center of culture was 50 miles away. As an adult, the daily rice paddy was job, home, sick children and cars, and then aging parents.

So for 40 years, I had "little excuse" in a nation that prided itself on having quality education and leisure time - chuckle. Finally, in retirement, the creative drive that hadn't been extinguished or withered was able to grow. Tapestry weaving called me, and without the Internet, it would have withered, too. There were no tapestry artists or instruction within 100 miles, no books in the library and few avenues for learning. I had found barren soil again, but now had some resources to buy fertilizer.

I'm no major talent that was wasted, nor genius that was lost, but at retirement age, I was starting again from scratch. Only now I had 40 years of creative rust and discouragement to aid me. In the time left to me I will probably become a "talented hobbyist," but where might it have gone without the lost years?

"Like a flower blooming in the desert, BEAUTY can be unseen and unappreciated." I live in the desert in Tucson and 'desert flowers' are the most beautiful, strong, waxy, brilliantly-colored and most appreciated SINGLE flowers I have ever seen. We even have the Night Blooming Cyrus which you can only see in the dark taking the effort to stay awake and use a flash light to see these amazing flowers. Perhaps it is WE who LOOK and WE who JUDGE what we see that bring the possibility of seeing beauty from within ourselves. In creating art in any form we choose to create beauty or to create some thing ugly---what is it that WE chose to spread in our open world full of influences that we contribute to personally. When I open my art gallery in Tucson, it will be filled with art that allows/helps one see the beauty within.