I've been working on this project for a while now, a painting commissioned by a friend. It has taken me a bit to gather materials and information - culling ideas from my limited knowledge of color, design, and experience of the world. For a while, it felt rather stale - not propelled by any particular objective or contraint. But suddenly the ideas I had been gleaning started to come together. I began to see all sorts of connections within the project, remembering my artistry and my instincts.
Ah yes, this is why I do what I do.
Sometimes when I haven't been "in the studio" for a while, I forget my sense of ability, my inherent tendency as an artist. It is just as my art instructors always said: you must practice art to make art.
I have always approached my commitment to the arts as more of a life-style than a career choice. I don't make art in order to achieve any sort of fame or fortune. I create because it is in my being to do so. I create because I am created. I create because it brings me closer to who I was created to be.
So when I set out to "make a painting," it can feel strange at first - the task too grand and the canvas or paper too confining. But when I stand before a block of white space, I remember this statement I heard an artist (a painter) once proclaim:
I hereby accept the frame of the canvas.
I stood before my latest project, the expanse of white, with ideas, images, and colors whirling foggily around my head and acknowledged the frame, accepted my mission. It is a limitation that provides it's own set of problems and a unique challenge, but it is also such a beautifully concentrated space of creativity for the painter. I put down layers of color and thought on the canvas, and the painting began to emerge. My months of laboring and imagining were suddenly visible, manifesting themselves in a tangible space. Within the frame of the canvas.
To create is such a personal act, an exhibition of the artist's inner thoughts for the world to see. I feel most vulnerable when I've completed a piece, and it sits for people to survey, judge, and infer meaning. It may be impossible for the world to fully understand the artist's intent. A painting is like a porthole to the artist's reverie. And so it is always with great pleasure, apprehension, and humility, that I present my work to you all.
Working Title: In between all that space, all that blue, 2012
30" x 40"