Thursday, August 14, 2008
The Joy of Painting
I love to paint, I love the feeling of the brushes and knives swooshing the colours onto the canvas. One colour becomes another as they fuse into layers on the surface. I make a mark and the mark evokes a response from somewhere deep inside which produces another mark. Sometimes words come into my head when I am working on a painting, sometimes a whole line or sentence of words will appear out of thin air, I often use these words in the title of the painting. The words are echoes of the colours, shapes and textures. There are times when I can taste the shapes in my mouth as I paint and I can feel the rhythms and movement of energy flowing through my whole body when I am working. I am growing more and more confident in my work and as I let go of preconceived outcomes for the paintings the more the painting reveals itself to me from a deeper source. This connection is vital for me and it is the only way I know of to dance with angels.