Thinking back to Green grass silhouette
Panting puppy punished for defiantly chasing squirrels.
Waiting in the shadowed woods on mossy picknick tables.
The stash of empty beer cans is found after retrieving the retriever.
The owners return shirtless, happy, and ready to return to their regular week of poverty and depression.
You on your computer or with your books sitting next to me and you couldn't be any further away.
I love the way kids create things on paper. It's hugely inspiring. I want to learn to create with the immediacy that they do. There is more to a face than the lines that make it. It's all the little stories and tiny details throughout life that create us and change us. This is a collaboration between little children's hands and my own.
I think it's a wonderful moment when someone else helps decide that a picture is finished. It's also interesting to see what they feel it is worth. Often I feel that placing a monetary amount on an act of creative inspiration diminishes the product that this act inspired. There are lots of words I could use to describe what was happening when I made these pieces, but now they have a new owner, and what those owners decide to say about the pictures is more important than anything I could say
I think most people at some point have been surprised at the images that randomly appear in the most unexpected places. Whether it's Wallpaper patterns, clouds, or tree bark our brains are always looking for the familiar. In spectacular to witness something transform from the paint that is there. In the moments where thoughts stop and you're able to be present is where I believe all art lives. In the expression of our souls connectedness to this moment is a wonderful thing that is often overlooked and replaced instead with the future story or past histories. In these moments of creation, I feel like a honored spectator witnessing the present moment as it happens and recording my interpretation of it.
For as much as I'm told I see life in black and white I'm surprised how much gray this recent work has in it. It's a completely different approach then any stencil designs where everything is reduced to it's most simplistic shapes and shadows. While I believe that god interacts with us in the moments in between the extremes of inhaling and exhaling, humans try to navigate through somehow the muddled existence of gray. Here is a moment napping in the gray area.
The world is incredible when you don't know what to expect. While carrots are a regular part of my life, I'd never taken the time before to draw them before. They are now consumed and gone. It's amazing how the briefest connections between 2 things can be so important and so easily overlooked. In this state of openness is where the whales live and the birds converse in DISNEY land. Everything is already spoken in a brush stoke or the life of a carrots and that is why it's so incredible to witness the birth of these creations. By following where the paint chooses to go, I get to witness amazingly entertaining things.
Today I was able to touch and contribute to a good majority of my work. It feels great to feel life being represented and expressed through my hands. This is the feeling of joy. Creating and creation are incredible things to be apart of.
I came across a baby bunny that had recently died. With the explosion of life right I was asking myself a lot about the meaning of life and death. Does the shortness of life decrease it's value? Even if the life is shorter than that of the rest of it's species, was it still able to accomplish it's purpose. Maybe in the moments of its death it was fulfilling someone else's life purpose. Within each line that is put onto paper, I hope that it captures the immediacy of right now. The duality of everything in life is what makes it so beautiful. The gross, the violent, the obtuse, is what makes available the possibility for beauty
There is a lot of comfort in being able to continuously do something uninterrupted. Having 3 separate pages to move between allows for a great and continuous sense of urgency to be expressed. Allowing the marks and lines to dictate the pattern and to not have to worry about anything allows the experience to be observed from the perspective of the First Spectator. It is a spontaneous performance that I get to conduct while I observe. The experience of allowing something to flow through you gives you a much grander perspective in your relationship with the universe and that there is a specific role or purpose that everyone plays. Being capable of continuous creative expression is a good test of life's fulfilling purpose. I witnessed the gathering of nats, mosquitoes, or some kind insects as the sun was setting and the sweet honey/ jasmine smelling tree that began to release it's smells into the world. I was intrigued by the correlation between the intensifying smells coming from the tree and the gathering clouds of the bugs. The uncertainty of their movements, gathering patterns, or the smells lingering beyond tonight from the tree is similar in my excitement in discovering the next unknown paths that will be apart of each journey that is destined for these pieces of paper.
I'm always interested in the way that things evolve. Hopefully this progression will be seen. I'm not sure where this art, my life, or this blog is going to take me, but I'm interested to see where it goes.
I was wanting to allow others to share in the benefits that I experience while I am creating things.
I thought the option to attach labels to my post was ironic in the fact that I'm looking to avoid labels as much as possible in describing what I do.
I'm looking to understand the moments in life that change the way we breathe. I feel like I've found "God" in the moments between inhaling and exhaling. When there is something that takes our breath away, I feel that "God" is looking to express a concept greater than words and I feel it is our responsibility to pause in that moment and experience it.
