What is that quest, that itch, that need to perform something outside oneself. The desire to be seen, heard. Is it over once it's over or is it just beginning to become something more human. When I paint it's not the destination, the result ,the product that I see or even want to see. It's the pure joy of picking up clay or a brush in a moment of curiosity that reveals itself in wonderful suspension of disbelief.
What is that quest, that itch, that need to perform something outside oneself. The desire to be seen, heard. Is it over once it's over or is it just beginning to become something more human. When I paint it's not the destination, the result ,the product that I see or even want to see. It's the pure joy of picking up clay or a brush in a moment of curiosity that reveals itself in wonderful suspension of disbelief.