In my work, I explore the nature of sensation and cognition, combining both, and challenging my learned perception of reality. I love the act – the communion of painting – and when engaged, a dialogue takes place between me and the surface of the canvas. Paint is the enabler in the process.
This private and introspective conversation is a constant debate about instinct or logic, chaos or order, chance or plan, random or with purpose, all combining to create a series of dynamic tensions. The act itself is spontaneous and involves constant risk taking.
The action may be intuitive, or it may be driven by my unconscious. Whichever, it is a reflection of my imaginative life expressed in symbol. I find that when I am painting, music has the ability to motivate and relax, enabling the analytical side of my brain to be suspended and my psychological state to enter ”the zone ”or “flow” more readily. The present is where my free will is. I let my hands and eyes do the painting without interference from my analytical mind.
Sometimes I initiate, other times I listen, harnessing my emotions to arrange elements until I “know” it is time to stop, then frequently wonder, “How did that happen?”
The images created stem from my compulsive pleasure in collecting visual information whether with eyes open, (sensory) – or closed, (autonomous)…everything must be noticed in order to continuously expand my “visual vocabulary.” My visual vocabulary is drawn from the consciously observed, and my unconscious world of symbolism and metaphor. Nothing is insignificant or accidental.
When the painting dialogue ends, the result usually relates to my own thoughts and feelings concerning “the human condition”, social comment, or political debate. What is fascinating to me is how others commune with the results. Another process emerges. The spectator has his/her own interaction and dialogue…perception is real for the perceiver! In my art, the viewer may well find references to naturalistic or manufactured entities…our senses respond to various stimuli in our own idiosyncratic manner.
Who influences me?
It’s difficult to distil this to a core, but must include the paintings and writings of Turner, Blake, Kandinsky, Klee, and my Grandchildren.