The best you can do is make art you care about – and lots of it. ~David Bayles The art I create always is a failure in my eyes. I want to create poetic images with a flurry of words, images evoking strong emotion in anyone stumbling into my art. But, I don’t sense my […]
Whoever is delighted in solitude is either a wild beast or a god. ~Aristotle It is in solitude I create order out of the chaos in my soul. Just as God, in the solitude of pre-time, spoke the shining light of life into existence forever annihilating black emptiness. God was lonely so created to fill […]
I don’t like writing on lined paper for the very reason I despise local borders, national borders, intercontinental borders. They limit thinking, handcuff creative instincts rendering us increasingly stupid. ~David Olson The greatest, creative minds thrive when allowed to frolic free in a mental landscape unregulated by arbitrary boundaries allowing them to explore infinite possibilities and […]
The need to be a great artist makes it hard to be an artist. The need to produce great works of art makes it hard to produce any art at all. ~Julia Cameron Most of the time, I feel a liar when considering myself an artist let alone a denizen surfing the waves of iconic […]
There are no straight lines in nature. ~Antoni Gaudí Holy buildings, magnificent cathedrals filled with colored light filtering through stain glass windows depicting glorified scenes of an imagined idyllic past when the lamb lay protected in the shadow of the lion’s mane, Hindu temples, ancient and incense soaked, entered through giant teak doors polished to […]
Nothing is invented, for it’s written in nature first. Originality consists of returning to the origin. ~Antoni Gaudí Nothing is invented! Nothing? Is invented? First Cause is a miraculous creator. Earth an original idea birthed from the mind of God then cast into the universe where it hangs in perfect balance with the stars, an […]
The world has tired of tears. We weep owls now. They live longer. ~Natalie Diaz Tears draw images from the hearts of poets, color from the painter’s soul, stories from the writer’s muse. Tears flowing down ruddy cheeks are liquid creativity turned by artists into works of heart-stirring substance.