the story of
THERE IS HERE
The idea took shape, some time ago, during the passing of my father. As I helped him cross the threshold between this world and that, I wasn’t fully present here. In that time of quiet, contemplative waiting, while dangling my toes in eternity, an exchange amplified between the physicality of my creative subject and the spirituality of deep, soulful connection.
I was toiling on a large painting of an architectural detail-meets-tumultuous oceanscape. Almost an out-of-body experience, it was quiet and deafening simultaneously. I was trying SO HARD to just let go. But the trying prevented progress.
As the membrane separating this world and that world grew increasingly thin, the painting reinvented itself, in a whirling dance of tangled contrasts, until it became exactly that thing that it longed to be.
Over the last couple years, I’ve returned to the work trying to parse it, understand how I got there. But it wasn’t until I stopped trying to pin down answers that the dance returned to my heart.
A whirling process of walking away, waiting and returning.
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Follow the color science, perform the calculations, know what the truth should be. So steadfast in vision that the romance of what this form already is, vanishes.
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Retreat, furl, dissipate into a reflection of your own soul to be reminded that all the figuring in the world cannot methodize beauty. Only a meandering dream state of perception can invite her to reveal herself.
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Return to the dance, slowly letting it infuse conscience with the sway of heartbeats and memories. Letting instinct lead, feel the lure and let it move you.
VISIT THE NEW PAINTINGS
In this expansive space
The world becomes intimate
PAST, PRESENT, FUTURE, ETHER, ENERGY, ETERNITY…
THERE IS HERE
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