I love winter. Even during the coldest days, I can feel the life present within the trees, under the surface of the earth, waiting to come out for another year. It’s not quite time yet, but we’re getting closer.
I guess painters must really wish to have Ctrl+Z or File->Load as part of their artistic tools sometimes. Fortunately, I don’t have to wonder the same, and am free to explore diferent angles of a piece, to remake it without risk of harming the original. The above is one such modification, where small changes add up to create a completely different feel than the original.
Linking to something 6 months old really makes me realize how far along technique can come in so little time.
Free of their intellectual confinement, it seems that playful colors are more eager than ever to sling themselves onto this virtual canvas, without the slightest consideration for order or even the classic rules of composition. It’s just more fun this way, they say.
Learning how and when to censor yourself is very important when developing any artistic skill. The way you go at this process can have a huge impact in your skill. I try to keep my learning curve steady and steep, in a way that actually makes it enjoyable and worthwhile. In that sense, it’s important to allow myself to go in different directions, and knowing when an experiment is proving worthwhile.
I see a lot of people telling themselves that their work is not good enough. Most of the time, that’s just not true. There is always something worthwile to be found, even if it’s hard to spot at first. True skill lies in laying that something bare, stripping it of all fat and needless filler, and be confident enough to put it out into the world. That skill is what makes true artists.
I don’t think she does.
Beauty is fundamentally subjective, and no explanation does her justice. Just let her flow right into you, let the seed she carries be planted. Soon, you’ll discover that an unexplicable spark – usually only noticed in those rare moments you seem more awake than usual – is present everywhere, whispering to your senses. What a joy life becomes when you find that spark!
You’ll find plenty of colorful images on this site. However, only the fewest (perhaps this one or that other one) could actually be called “complete”, and only in the sense that I’m not likely to be tinkering with them for the time being. The rest of them are merely studies, scribbles, sketches, experiments, representations. A tiny sliver of who I was at that moment, frozen in time through little pieces of data, nothing more.
I don’t keep a gallery. This site is closer in nature to an atelier, a studio. I invite you to come in here and look at my work while it’s wet, fresh and authentic. I love blogs because they’re the perfect medium for this vision: Always in progress, always changing, always evolving. It’s the only constant in art, and in life.