Yesterday's drawings feel very right to me. They did not come any easier, but they came truer. I felt myself through them, like a blind man wending himself through a room full of furniture and objects. The furniture and objects are my accumulated knowledge, built upon the events of my living: good, bad, and ugly. My actions were simple: I dropped into feeling deeply. I did not question the environment of my drawing. I scraped and honed, seeking authenticity with each action, like stabbing in the darkness to see what lurks, then assembling the reality of the resulting perception on the paper. Each mark, and erasure, was an event seeking accuracy. All of this spoke to me like butter on bread; it tasted as if the invention of the parts were primordial and meant to be joined by my actions.
I do not feel as intimate with my painting as I do with my drawings. Where am with painting? I imagine I am in a place similar to Manet and Picasso when they initially tested new ground by making original and personal art. Art Historians call these paintings "Early Manet" and Early Picasso." Below I show an "Early Manet" and an "Early Picasso." Each of these artists were well past their "student days," but not yet making fully mature paintings, when they made the paintings I show you today. The simplicity, and directness, of these images illustrate the search for personal authenticity.
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