It occurred to me that all of the art that I do is a “self portrait” of sorts, in that it is a visual expression of some part of my own mind, heart, and soul. It is an activation of inspiration and a reflection of a moment in time, a glimpse of my life as I am experiencing it in that moment. When I view my art from this perspective, it is a revelation to me of who I am, how I am feeling, what I am thinking, what I dream of, or what I desire.
My art seldom includes a human form, but when it does, it is usually as viewed from the back and in a meditation position. I find that meditation is the quiet time I need to discover the peace that resides in my heart when all else around me is in turmoil. The human form is naked, because it is the most vulnerable, yet honest way to commune with nature or to face the world without an ego or a mask.
I have always had an affinity for the Asian aesthetic, and have been inspired time after time by the sheer artistry of the simple kimono. It is an item of clothing that embraces the body with the beauty of nature, or tells a story of a season or boasts a combination of colors that aim to please the eye. On it’s very own, it is an object to admire due to the shape that contains the images or colors, not just something to be worn but also displayed.
When abstracts happen, nothing or everything is happening in my life. It is at these times that I find an anchor to that moment of nothing or everything by painting in an abstract style. The viewer may see some image within the abstract, or may see nothing at all. For me, the abstract painting is the very best way to express a love of color and shape. It may be tightly contained within lines or boxes, or it may flow freely in all directions. Either way, the abstract is a vehicle for a pure desire to express outside of ordinary boundaries.
I am not a painter of animals. Yet, I have been drawn again and again to the horse and finally had the desire to paint the images that best represent why I have this attraction to this particular animal. What I discovered are the quietly powerful, strong and graceful qualities that epitomize the “horse” image in my mind. Whether in motion or not, the horse represents a sense of freedom that exists in the wild mustang as well as the most well-trained equestrian type. If I were to be asked what is most important to me in my life, the answer would be: freedom.
I have tried again and again to rein in my painting/works of art to a particular style, subject or genre, to no avail. My imagination simply refuses to allow itself to be limited and promises to die from sheer boredom should I ever entertain this idea again. I have to listen to my heart, not the world. So, I am resigned (happily) to the fact that my bodies of work will embrace multi-faceted types of paintings, assemblages, and interior designs. Within these works, there is a similarity of style that becomes recognizable with a familiarity to my work. And if desired, I can only show the abstracts or the kimonos, or the assemblages, etc. But, it won’t be a reflection of my total self as an artist, just a part. And that’s okay, too.
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