Uncertainty is an important part of the dictionary definition of quandary; uncertainty clearly describes the beginning of every work of art. Accepting uncertainty is the origin of art of substance. As I write this I know my language is impossibly vague. I am a painter because I believe visual art speaks in a language of complexity far deeper than words. My job is to come to terms with the visual translation of reality. But what is reality? It is not only visual, but emotional, intellectual, and sensorially heard and felt. Can a painting or drawing make us know reality? OK, enough. I am writing this because I am at a heartfelt juncture. Every day I step up to the uncertainty of a white piece of paper or canvas. I have chosen to deal with my uncertainty by making marks on seas of white. As I flounder I have also chosen to write this confessional blog. This brings me to the two drawings I made yesterday. Are they good art? I don't know. I don't care. These drawings are stabs at finding reality by marking marks on a flat surface.
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