Description 'Here To Stay' Bonnie Feaster ChapaCreated from an original photo taken by Bonnie Feaster Chapa May 2014, in Troy, Texas.There is something about this bird.Rising above the thorny harsh mesquite out in that Texas pasture.He was there by himself and he flew from spot to spot but always watched us out there on those 4 wheelers and I, there with my camera.There is so much more to this story....creative clog sucks. Nothing was coming out the way I wanted it. I would try and try and get discouraged knowing eventually it would come, but this bird.....he knows. I poured it all in there and he came flying out saying, 'Tough, thorny, sharp, loud, out there, different, alone...whatever it is....you can't knock me off my branch. I'm here to stay.'Special thanks to my long time friend Tonya Sacket for allowing my boys and I to come out and play. We were chasing sunsets and bluebonnets before they were gone. We had so much fun that day.If it's just killing ya to know what kind of bird this is, you can read all about it by clicking the link below :)http://www.allaboutbirds.org/guide/dickcissel/id
Bonnie Chapa, Texas Member Since September 2013 Artist Statement In even the most perfect life, creative energy unfulfilled can be haunting. Right out of high school, the structure and dictates of a commercial art program snuffed out my artistic candle. Structure and organization are alive and well in my left brain, but trying to apply someone else’s demands to the right side of my brain was not a career I wanted to undertake. Another, more practical path seemed the best alternative to living where art equaled frustration. A degree in Environmental Health and Safety was about as far from art as I could get, but it fit my left brain perfectly. The best part of that career choice was finding the most incredible life partner and husband. Together, we have two beautiful, intelligent boys who are the delight of my life.
Our family discovered the Frio River, the coldest and most beautiful river in Texas. Cascading across the rocky foundation of the Texas Hill Country, gulping cold limestone springs into its flow, the Frio is an oasis every sun-burned Texan longs to fall into. Soon, my friends and family wanted to take home the images from the Frio, the Gulf of Mexico, the beaches, fields and vistas my camera captured. A digitally-created image of my two sons, sitting arm-in-arm beside the glittering Frio, set in motion the interest and demand for this artistic pursuit that cannot be denied. Now, my images that first appeared on my mother’s wall, can be found in prints, on canvasses, phone covers, and pillows across Central Texas. Every day, someone asks, “Bonnie, what’s next?”
I hear color the way others hear music. I love photography, and capturing beautiful scenes or colorful patterns around us in Central Texas has always been another frustration because no matter how beautiful the photograph turns out, the music of the colors and patterns I saw through the lens is muted for me. When we fell under the spell of the Frio River in the Texas Hill Country, I began to see images in my photographs that would not be silenced, and I found the music again with digital photomanipulation.
I "see" the art the image can become, and I know I can recreate the image that still plays in my heart. That discovery unleashed the creativity I set aside so long ago, and my perfect life has become round, and full and bursting with life. I have always felt I was the lucky one – the one who had her cake, and dessert never ended. Now, this medium and the treasure that I find in the images I create are the icing I didn’t know was missing. This symphony of color, form, function and symmetry takes my breath away, and I can play it again and again as the image becomes the reflection of my vision, and more.