Three words.
Balance, fall, abstract.
They are the opposite and definition of each other. Balance to not fall, if you fall you aren’t balancing, and the thing about both is there is no concrete existence (abstract) of what it means to be “balanced” or to be “falling”. Sometimes I can’t decide if I feel more balanced free-falling, in uncontrolled unknown wonder.
I am an abstract artist. I am my art.
I wish I could say I thoughtfully chose flowers because they mark occasions of all kinds that bring about seasons in our lives and growth, and be real puny with it. But, one day I needed a break from the style I thought I was destined to have, and needed to use some old paint, and that’s how this started. Nonetheless, these flowers and these faces DO mark seasons of my life and growth. These colors and textures feel so natural to me, like a laugh or sigh buried in my gut, and when I finish a painting that had only the direction of 1 phrase and 1 color, I laugh and or sigh because I have this concrete expression of myself and it's wild and this personal fantastic balance.
So “Fall into Wonder" with me, and I think that is exactly what I am doing here. I became an artist, so I wouldn't be "bored", and it's made my life an adventure.
Balance, fall, abstract.
They are the opposite and definition of each other. Balance to not fall, if you fall you aren’t balancing, and the thing about both is there is no concrete existence (abstract) of what it means to be “balanced” or to be “falling”. Sometimes I can’t decide if I feel more balanced free-falling, in uncontrolled unknown wonder.
I am an abstract artist. I am my art.
I wish I could say I thoughtfully chose flowers because they mark occasions of all kinds that bring about seasons in our lives and growth, and be real puny with it. But, one day I needed a break from the style I thought I was destined to have, and needed to use some old paint, and that’s how this started. Nonetheless, these flowers and these faces DO mark seasons of my life and growth. These colors and textures feel so natural to me, like a laugh or sigh buried in my gut, and when I finish a painting that had only the direction of 1 phrase and 1 color, I laugh and or sigh because I have this concrete expression of myself and it's wild and this personal fantastic balance.
So “Fall into Wonder" with me, and I think that is exactly what I am doing here. I became an artist, so I wouldn't be "bored", and it's made my life an adventure.
