Art reflections
In my art history classes I always found of interest bits of info that the
artist's life might represent. These trivia and stories is what kept my
interest in an artist or art movement. Why does an artist do what they do?
How has their art evolved? What will I do next given my hospitalization
and mental state of affairs. Van Gogh was a character with serious
problems yet, he kept making his art. My art is about my life's experience
and the world I live in politically, psychologically and artistically.
What I do in America is different from what I do in Eurasia. My tribal
work is a crossover of my political international experience. An artist
like Francis Bacon made his art from a chaotic art studio. He personally
needed the chaos to create. While Rene Magritte painted in a suit and tie
over antique rugs. A very neat freak. Every artist has their way of
doing/making their art I find interesting. The Native American T.C. Cannon
wrote poems. I write short stories. These pages can be additional cues for
my art making.
1990s - 2005
One transitional phase of my art making was very critical to simply being
an observationist of what I was doing as an image maker, i.e., making art
from object/subject to canvas. Making art from a sculptor's eye or mindset
allowed me to make a more solid or grounded piece of an image or even an
art works from my imagination. The idea of surrealism had to go thru a
transformation from turning something dreamlike into a state of being like
the unseen to the seen. Giving weight and volume to the space between
nothing. How about turning a piece of bronze into a psychological
reference without looking too cartoonish? Were the gods the only ones with
creative powers? This was my push to making art a flame that was as wet as
the seven seas. If it could be done I wanted to do it. While making the
process of making art look effortless. Salvadore Dali and I playing chess
while watching magical sunsets of color. The game became art. Sculpture
helped me see art from many facets.
Being an athlete made my art making physical and drove it into an event of
action, of dance of a sailboat across the power of the ocean's waves. The
action was comparable to the image or the idea of image making. Thus the
art materials become an extenstion of the sound of music and not just the
instrument making noise, although, noise is okay. Is there weight in
music? Color? The power of an athlete transformed. That is why a runner
can run like the wind. The flame across water creates reflections. This is
what my art has become. Reflections of who I am as an image maker
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