I have always had a sense of longing to know my past, to firmly place myself in another time and feel how that would be for me. I have a tapestry that I found 35 years ago in a dusty attic at Frank’s grandmother’s home that hangs in my bathroom today. It reminds me of a past time that was rich in culture and time honored traditions,yet this tapestry fits quite well in my life of today. This tapestry in it’s timelessness captivates my mind and queries me to think about my art as somewhat of a tapestry of paint. Each layer a warp or weft of pigment working together to create an emotional space in which my figures live.
Texture has always been a love of mine ,even when I worked in watercolor, I was constantly finding ways to create texture in my work. There was something so unfinished in a slick surface for me and that feeling remains today. I have always wanted something to add interest to my work, to make me want to look deeply into it and perhaps touch it or entertain the thought of entering it. Through the years working in many different medias, I still find I am constantly striving to create interest through texture no matter what the medium. I want each piece to have room to breathe in and out, to feel as if it could possibly be as timeless as my beloved tapestry.
Someone at my last show asked me a question that I thought was a good question and I am not sure I answered it adequately. He asked me how do you know when a painting is finished…I thought about it and with a huge smile I told him when I look at it and I feel if add anything more it will only bore the viewer. I should have also added there is a point in every painting for me,in which I see clearly what this painting means to me. It is a pivotal point in the work. I simply become one with it and I know at that time that I will not give up on it, no matter how difficult the struggle.
This is a painting that is in progress, I reached this pivotal point last night. I wanted to post this painting and write about this point in a painting in my work process. I am aware of it, but I don’t often recognize it for what it is, or for how important it is in my work. My guess is every artist has this same point, even though they might now stop and think about it as anything of import at the time.
The push and pull of the struggle in the creation can often wear us down and we blindly attack our work,but in the end; there is this momentous moment when we know it was worth the pain and agony and the parts of whole solidify. The reward even if only personally, is so sweet.
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