Green isnot usually one of my favorite colors, but, of late, it is one that I seem drawn to. The new small works of leaves, rocks and water intrigue...
Color of interest
June 30, 2014
Trust you are enjoying the new website. It is great to be able to share the work I have done and, as the weeks go by, the paintings I am working on....
My New Website
June 26, 2014
SpottedSerpents are not my first thought as I greet the day, and yet they have been popping up in my mind the last few days. I did a series of serp...
July 5, 2014
Drinking From the Memories That are Left
October 27, 2014
Dull,steel-huedcloudsjog across the dripping sky making a somber landscape even more so. Mother listens to music as she tries to keep herself busy doing things that only she is aware of. She now sees faces, she says, and I am unsure if she sees such things or has lost the words to identify what she sees. I no longer get concerned when she shares her observations and can relax more as we discuss her world around her. With the loss of shared vocabulary I am challenged more and that helps me see more as well. Words like branch, leaves, roots have quickly receded into the land of forgotten. Maybe they still live in parts of her mind but not in the place she gathers from when she speaks. This morning we sang songs at breakfast. She loves hymns and remembers those words and tunes as she used to years ago. Her faith and joy seem deeply anchored in her core of being and unaffected by her disease. The songs we sing seem to push back the shade that darkens her thoughts and a gentle peace wraps itself around her, warming and encouraging her. Images are like that for me.
Some works I have done touch me each time I see them and are kept close to where daily patterns take me. They form refreshing islands to catch my breath on before continuing to sail on unknown seas. The repetition of shapes and patterns within works re-form themselves often. These fragments of visual nomenclature help to form the sentences of images by which I can communicate. Like Mother, words do not supply meaning that I want to share and so images become my missive to those who encounter the paintings.
Sometimes it is like seeing a movie one frame at a time. Not much happens as you go from one frame to the second but when you see the whole film the action and message become clearer. One of the reasons for the website is to see a large amount of work in a short period of time. There is a loss of impact and nuance due to seeing photos that further remove the viewer from the art. Images give a sense but don’t give the feeling of life that an art work has when viewed in person; and does allow an introduction to what to expect when seeing it in person.
Like the title of the work, it sets a step toward understanding the art. So many clues to unravel the meaning of why the object exists and the communication of the artist to the viewer. More markers help refine the essence of the image. Like language, the maker can stumble and misuse a symbol or hue and muddy the interpretation. It must be like a writer who has to work over the manuscript to clean up the text so it conveys the intent of the heart. In a world so full of words that carry different meaning for each person, it is a wonder that we can share with anyone. Love, joy peace, hope, faith and so on have meaning that is specific to each person. They may be defined in the dictionary but that does not mean we understand their exact meaning. Art even becomes more complex in that there is no recognized canon of agreed meaning. It would be great to have a universal response for seeing a color or shape but that is not the case. It is a world of the emotion and is subjective. A place where you have to trust your instincts and stay true to your inner compass. The artist builds a structure on the foundation of what is true in their heart. It’s that which lets you see and create what you see in your mind. As you look at more and more of the art, a maker lets you see a clearer picture of their heart and what they are like on the inside. As an artist, I can tell you that is scary. Like everyone else there is a comfort in not revealing all, but the more you share the more you are able to communicate and build a community with those who view the art.
Hope you are building a community of those you share with and will not be afraid to show who you are. You can not guarantee what the reaction will be from others but you can be sure that you will feel more comfortable with yourself. Be brave and live. There is more joy in being who you are than who you aren’t.