My eye kept returning to the reflection from the pond. With those gorgeous deep greens.
Thats how I started.
With a thought. With a feeling.
A color in my mind that sparked creation.
It is so important, to create.
To play. To explore.
To take the time to engage in the process without any preconceived needs.
We all know that old saying,
“All Work, No play … makes Jack a very dull boy.”
Its so important that we don’t take an activity we’d intended for our relaxation, then turn it into A Work Project.
With timelines, goals, deadlines, ‘good enough’ ratings, etc.
Nearly all of us, do it, myself included!
If we think about it though, we don’t do that same thing when we: read a magazine, or watch a TV program, or go to a concert, play or movie.
I know we all have that tendency to turn Fun – into Work.
Its been ingrained over the years hasn’t it?
I choose to not want to go that pathway.
Thats not the road I want to travel.
A bit of ‘rebellion’ if you will.
I’m not a full time rebel.
I rebel when….. I think about it.
Every zen stroll, Every art work…. is an act of peaceful rebellion.
So, my walks are peaceful, beauty filled, zen strolls.
There is zero aerobics involved.
I get fresh air.
I’m creative, filling the well.
I stroll about for 45 minutes. Sometimes more, others less.
It is so relaxing, even if its a mere 10 minutes.
And my art is created as the mood and spirit moves me.
I’m not going to be pressured, or dictated to.
Its always more about expression and communication of feelings, than replication.
Recording, duplication just isn’t my thing. Thats me.
I’m certain, that the art could be more popular if they were more Just Like the photograph. More realistic and less abstract. And….Bigger.
But I don’t Create for reasons other than to simply express outwards, to communicate what I hear and see and sense in the world around me.
As I feel led to do, my own unique way.
That’s all anyone can really do, I think.
Tell it, like you see it.
How you see it, is different;
it is interesting. To Us.
when I see your art, or you see mine,
I want to see your tears as they fall, your dance of joy, your bursts of summer sunshine, your silence on the shores, your dark rage upon the paper, I want to see the truth of your thoughts and emotions come tumbling out in color and textures and etched lines on that canvas. I want to see for a micro-moment, a glimpse of that beauty that resides within your soul.