The world around me is what provides inspiration, the vistas I see when I walk through my neighbourhood or my travels to new destinations. Each vista or vision leaves an imprint and slowly a seed grows in my mind when I am in a state of rest. I often photograph the world around me so that I can look back at the things that grabbed my attention, a red leaf in a pile of yellow leaves, a frosty branch, a backlit flower, wrinkles on a face, a couple slowly fading down a path or the sun shimmering on a puddle. And once a seed germinates in my brain, it stays with me, sometimes nags at me, until I let it spill out onto a canvas.
In the end, the painting or glass never seems to do justice to my imagination, which keeps me captive on this endless journey, where I will never quite reach my destination. Maybe perfection is only illusion in art, and imperfection is art, in its own right. Each piece made more valuable with each blunder, rather than less. Perhaps with practice, an artist gets closer and closer to elusive perfection, but then as skills grow, expectations are also raised. Goals set, become increasingly stringent, so the bar keeps rising. The journey’s destination will never be reached.
While some artists find it hard to let go of their finished work, they see selling a piece as if selling their baby, I don’t feel so attached. As each piece is completed, I feel it must be gone, replaced by the next piece that may be even better. The horizon keeps moving. This sounds tedious, but it is not. In fact, it is pure joy for me to know someone else is made happy with a piece of art I have created. Art is made to be appreciated and someone who loves a piece should have it, whether or not they have money is irrelevant. I have frequently turned down money for a piece in order to gift it to someone who understands it or connects with it in some way.
When I paint or work on a glass piece, I feel like I am transported in a world where time has no relevance and sounds fly by me, unheard. My world melts into a predominantly visual one of colour, light, vibrancy, textures, shade, sheen, contrasts, lines and shapes. When I am pulled out of an art session by a ringing telephone or a drop by guest, I notice paint on my hands or my fingers begin to throb from glass cuts that I haven’t felt until my art session was broken.
I know what you are thinking and no, you don’t need drugs to be in the art zone. Similar experiences are often described by artists who feel inspired to create art. I believe this passion to create is a channeling of the soul but that is a whole other deep discussion best left to another day. Unfortunately, for some artists, there can be a dark side. Things like externally imposed expectations or fiscal realities, can interfere with an artist’s joy and artists are sometimes driven mad. Kurt Cobain is one extreme example where his creative pursuits became a prison, painfully chronicled in his suicide note. The flip side, much more positive is closer to my reality. When art is not a burden and with the gift of time to pursue creative challenges, art feels like pure energy and joy. I have always told people that art is my way of having a vacation without leaving home. For those who do not understand art, or artistic pursuits, I would say, “Don't seek to grasp art with your mind. When the mind is still, when you are truly present, art can be felt in the heart.”
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