Artists are stalkers. We stalk the un-nameable sentiments, gestures of being, glimpses of emotion as they flash across our consciousness.
As I've explored in medias res (in the middle of things), I've discovered that what I want to portray in my paintings is the triumph of the human spirit.
I want this work to do for viewers what motivational speakers do for listeners. I want this piece to resonate with that part of you that strives for triumph.
"I want this work to do for viewers what motivational speakers do for listeners. "
Life is Challenging. At times, it can seem insurmountable. That wellspring of strength in our heroes is in us too, though it might not always seem so. But no matter how difficult life can be at times, I am increasingly in awe of the strength and resolve of the human spirit.
How are beauty and triumph related? This is a question I am fascinated by. Each artistic exploration is a journey of lessons. I'm reminded of the ancient Romans who, in their sculptures, depict the natural wrinkles of time on our faces. To the Romans, age was beauty.
But now, we try to cover up and hide age. I am more in line with the Romans on this. Our wrinkles and color complexities, nuances in the skin and body, things we might believe are "imperfections," are really the exposition of our triumphs, of our unique and authentic selves. I wonder how triumph might really be about embracing life, embracing who we are and who we are becoming.