Visual art serving visceral transmissions of existence.
The creative process is the closest thing I’ve ever known to birth
The baptism Sundays of my youth held particular sway in my romantic mind
Sinners entered the water and came out radiant in
salvation
Creative birth feels like that… the creative process feels like that ….
Expectancy and violence of a sunrise
There are moments in every creative process, and perhaps most clearly in paintings - when an energy in the painting begins to speak, and when this happens, I always feel the same darkness
dread
Dread that my creative powers will be inadequate to provide for them the birth they deserve
(That) They need me to come from wherever they are coming and I won’t have the requisite courage to land them here. Or that my interpretation won’t be true.
Eventually, this dark hollow falls in on itself.
Carrying not even the weight of gravity under its wing -
Inquire {Within}.
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