Sunday, June 12, 2011

Latest Artist Statement

"What was any art but a mould in which to imprison for a moment the shining elusive element which is life itself - life hurrying past us and running away, too strong to stop, too sweet to lose."

~Willa Cather

The paint is squeezed out of the tube. Mixed with another color or two. Another color is squeezed and mixed. They start to sing next to each other on the palette – imagine what they could do on the canvas… ideas start to snap, crackle and pop… which way to go… no fear, just dive in, can always do the other idea next time…grab a palette knife, swirl some color, make a line, dance with an image. Live it.

1 comment: said...

You don't imprison a moment.
Art is frozen Zen.