Here Comes the Sun

A main component of my artwork is control.  I use a thoughtful juxtaposition of natural organic forms and rigid geometric shapes, with a smattering of metal components and/or found objects. The result is a debate on the reality of beauty between the two opponents of technology and nature.  I hope to create the impression that nature is the true arbiter of beauty, though technology circumvents its authority over and over again.

In response to a suggestion by a local art patron, I decided to see what would happen if my art itself stopped being philosophical, alluded technology all together, and became an utterly natural process.  So I went back to youth, before notions of technique, theory, and purpose, and I painted with my hands.  My result was a mess, and also this:

There is something liberating about deviation from learned skills, and the abandonment of careful planning.  Personally, I never plan art, I never sketch… but I do know instinctually where I am going in most paintings, with a deeply ingrained sense of purpose and personal style.  Letting go of myself, and letting something different happen was all at once fun, frustrating, and eye opening.

Here is my second pass at finger painting, combined with some playing with water.  Be sure to click on this piece to see a larger image and zoom in if your browser permits.  It is difficult to get a full impression of the texture and details in a small photograph.

You can see these pieces in person this December at Clubhouse 24, and any other pieces that end up drawing inspiration from them.  More details to follow.

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