A thorny heart. And although it kind of looks like juggling, you don’t juggle just one thing, do you? More like a hot potato maybe.
It’s funny how paintings evolve. The woman on the other side of the wall (and the wall itself) were not part of the original sketch. Neither was the starry sky he’s standing in/on. But that’s the way it’s been working lately, and it seems like a good process.
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“The Walk of Life” isn’t a formal part of the title, it’s what happens when I can’t decide between two titles. I like that “Watchers” is a little more open ended, and I feel like maybe “The Walk of Life” is a little too specific, limiting the viewer’s imagination a bit too much.
Anyway, I hope that it gives you food for thought as it does me. This series has been really interesting in that the paintings help me understand what I’m thinking and feeling. It’s like I have a vague idea of what I’m thinking, but seeing it laid out in paint frees the thoughts from the literalness and the constraint of words.
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Well, it’s finally done. Complete with Mars in the sky. I know, there’s a lot of finicky detail to take in with this one.
I usually have some semi profound and/or pretentious things to say about my paintings, but I think you can go with just the title on this one and take it anywhere you want to go.
I know it can be helpful for the artist to write something about their art, but if I could put it into words I wouldn’t have to paint it, would I?
So what am I trying to say with this artwork? I’m not sure the title even relates to what I’m trying to say with it. Now that I think about it, I’m not trying to “say” anything with my art. If I were, my paintings would just be illustrations to flesh out a narrative of some sort. And they’re not that. Usually, anyway — don’t hold me to that in every case!
I think the pieces just want to be born. It’s my job to deliver them, then they can interact with each viewer in a very personal way. And I don’t like to limit exactly what that looks like for anybody, because what do I know about that?
Of course, that runs exactly counter to all the marketing advice for artists. Tell a story to engage your viewers or collectors! And I know that’s good advice, and it really helps a lot of people to enter into the spirit of the artwork more easily. But my paintings are more about feelings and spirit, and I don’t want to constrain or limit what that looks like for anyone.
Gotta strike a balance here though, hence at the very least: a title.
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Not passively, but alive, like a determined weed, growing where we least expect it to thrive. Of course it’s only a weed as long as we reject it. Once we embrace it, we can see that it’s this amazing strong beautiful flower that spreads faster than dandelions on a suburban lawn.
Oh yeah, we reject it because we think we’re not worthy of it, or we think it hurt us before so it’s most likely going to hurt as again, or a thousand other reasons.
Dumb.
Dumb dumb dumb.
Understandable, but really… dumb.
The thing is, love doesn’t actually care about any of that. Because when we get over the dumb, it’ll still be there.
Waiting.
And even if we never get over the dumb, it’ll still be there. Growing in the deep waters of our soul.
Waiting.
You picking up on a pattern here?
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