 Drawing 09·06·2022, pencil on paper, 20x16 inches I call now the middle of my journey. This lesson in life, in Art, is I had to arrive at the middle before I could take a step toward full, self-realization. This drawing is important; it focuses on the most natural to me, i.e., inventing interesting, biomorphic forms. These biomorphic forms are beyond my natural self, they are reality, they have profound meaning.
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 Drawing 08·13·2022, pencil on paper, 16x20 inches  Drawing 08·14·2022, pencil on paper, 16x20 inches Today my blog-space words are replaced by practice. I'm at a loss for words. My knowledge has obtained a non-verbal place. It resides there. Whatever I write pales aside the actual works of art.
 Drawing 02·06·2022, pencil on paper, 20x16 inches The greatest knowledge is understanding unknowns. Making great Art requires recognition of the lopsided proportion of ignorance to knowledge. The first step to Truth-Making is acceptance of the endlessness of this asymmetrical balance. After all, if done well, Art-Making, and Truth-Making, are the same thing. Yesterday I was very tired. I was recovering from digging out my home (and studio) from the 18-plus inches of snow that had fallen on February 4th. It was a true blizzard (see photo of aftermath, below👇). Being tired has its benefits. I made this drawing slowly; the result is intimate. Introspection is easier when slowness is willful, or due to lethargy.  View from My Front Porch, February 5, 2022  "Find a Man" (2021 No.8, state 5), oil on canvas, 55¼x59½ inches, {"When we see a natural style, we are astonished and delighted; for we expected to find an author, and we find a man." -Blaise Pascal (1623-1662), "Pensées", 29 (1670)} Revelations come fast when knowledge is pushed... pitfalls are revealed, limits of knowing hit awareness. This makes for a wearing studio session. Such was yesterday, Here is the result. The painting, "Find a Man", took a definitive turn. This is important.
 Drawing 02·21·2021, pencil on paper, 16x20 inches  Drawing 02·20·2021 (state 2), pencil on paper, 16x20 inches  Drawing 02·13·2021 (state 3), pencil on paper, 16x20 inches These three drawings were begun, re-stated; they are a week's worth of effort. In, out, and about was my journey; two steps forward, one back, two forward. I arrive here. These drawings are keys to my future. I am, more than anything else, an organizer. I need to make real. The reality I seek is available through the process of making art. There is no end-game. There is progress and steady clarification. I am who I am. I am organizing myself as I organize my images. Making clear is most important. These drawings announce my acceptance of a process never to be fulfilled. The journey is exciting, willfully reflective of self-query. I am in the act of becoming, moving with each work of art toward fulfillment.
 "Stubborn & Egotistical" (2020 No.4, state 7), oil on canvas, 67½x55 inches {"If we've learned anything from the best-selling 'Diary of a Wimpy Kid' children's book series, it's that those who see themselves surrounded by idiots are usually idiots themselves." -Jakob Augstein, "Stubborn and Egotistical" (Spiegel Online, 3/25/2013)}  Drawing 12·29·2020 No.1, pencil on paper, 20x16 inches  Drawing 12·29·2020 No.2, pencil on paper, 16x20 inches I feel clear, lucid, like I know what I am about. Here I am. As 2020 comes to a close, among its turmoil and ruin, I am thriving. Let it be!
The works I show today exude me. That is not new. The new is there are three of them. All of them make sense! They came by internalization. They presented to me, and now to you. These are glorious days! Glorious, because, for the moment in the making of these works, the world I inhabit made sense to me. The sense is, indeed, a grasp of nonsense as well. Clarity of nature is acceptance of confusion. The confusion is in the limits of control. The unanswered question is the non-reason that we lack control. I want it to make sense, but much sense is impossible. These artworks accept their limitation; they celebrate acceptance of limited knowledge. Clarity means acceptance. Limitations are pushed hard. As I worked on these I was pushing on my edge of knowing, each touch went a bit further than the last. By pushing the limits I am pushing beyond yesterday's limits, moving the boundary of understanding a bit further with every effort.  Drawing 08·04·2020 No.1, pencil on paper  Drawing 08·04·2020 No.2, pencil on paper Home is where the heart is... that describes my search. I want to be comfortable with my art-making. This is new for me. I have, for years, challenged my own assumptions, my own education, and my learning. I doubted everything I had been told or learned from books and mentors. This brings me here, to today. I am seeking the comforts of home. Thus comes these drawings. Finding a cozy home is not easy. Think about; you live in a home. Is it perfect for you? Like making art, arranging a home to satisfy oneself, to represent oneself, is an ongoing, never-ending process.
 Drawing 07·30·2020 No.1, pencil on paper, 20x16 inches  Drawing 07·30·2020 No.2, pencil on paper, 20x16 inches I will paint today. Unfortunately, the two spaces on my work wall which are available for painting are occupied. Both paintings on the work wall require completion. So, that is today's task. I am inhaling, taking in my knowledge; I feel ready to burst; I need to begin a new painting! The practicality of finishing restricts me; I will hold my breathe, finish at least one of the two paintings on my work wall, then I will blow out strongly; out will come a new painting. The new painting will represent my acquisition of understanding, which (right now) feels very broad, very strong, and very full.
Yesterday's drawings are grandly excellent. I know this. I feel this. Yesterday's drawings exhibit great maturity. I am ready to paint with great maturity. Maturity to me means I know what I am, who I am. It is time to express myself with this newest of feelings.  Drawing 01·28·2020, graphite on paper, 20x16 inches An ancient part of us, a remembrance of things past, is shrouded by current events. Communication between souls requires our most ancient information become accessible, available to be perceived on the surface of our knowing. I strive to make our ancient knowledge as present as that known through the schooling of our intellect. Yesterday's drawing pulls a few triggers, ones that lie beneath the wave that hit the shores of my presence tense. I am diving, dumpster diving, into the food that others have passed off as distractive to their daily lives. I work in hopes of connecting the here and the now with the fullness of all knowing, past and present and the future I find as I walk forward, step by step. Look as you fall into this drawing. Through light and darkness, and because of the pressure that is a spatial drop, join me in seeing more than the simple gift of representational knowledge.
 "Gunfire Across My Consciousness" (2019 No.5, state 9), oil on canvas, 48.5x32.5 inches {"My mind is just like a spin-dryer at full speed; my thoughts fly around my skull... Images gunfire across my consciousness... I jump in awe at the soul-filled bounty of my mind's expanse." -Christopher Nolan, Irish Writer on his reasons for writing "The Eye of the Clock", in November 8, 1987 "Observer"} Methinks this may be done; I am writing about "Gunfire Across My Consciousness", which was started in a flurry of ideas, then bogged into questions with slow answers, and is now coming together in a time of security in knowledge and emotions. I feel good! I believe "Gunfire Across My Consciousness" is a very good painting.
This brings me to the mystery of my creative life. I go through periods when I feel lost, feel very alone; I despair that time and ideas are not great enough. Right now I feel the opposite. I believe I know what I am doing; I just have to show up to get it done. Creativity is cyclical, as are the intellectual and emotional structures in living. |
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