on my easel was a blank canvas. 2′ by 4′ and covered for the third time with gesso. this painting from feeling and emotion had been very elusive. I tend to see emotions in colors, not just color but colors. I dream in technicolor and awake with a mind full of intention and invention. grey, black and blue swirl in my head over this canvas with the subtle face of a woman with a piercing eye of multi-color gleaming like a jewel at the viewer.
to begin this work, to get it from my mind to the canvas requires a conducive environment. music is of great importance. the music creates the emotions to paint. hard rock brings bold strokes and bright colors. classical emotes subtlety and refined colors.
often i begin with rock and roll and finish the painting with classical or for a powerful ending, opera! so now the canvas waits for the music of my heart and mind to compose my brushes. it may end up with more gesso covering another attempt, but the painting that is meant for this canvas will find itself through me. maybe some enigma on the stereo will begin a journey… time and brush will tell…
…On one sunny morning I walked past the canvas with the fire of reds, oranges and yellows. Coffee in hand I stopped for a second. There she was, I saw her image in the movement of colors and shapes. A vision of lovely memories and dreams that sat in the recesses of my heart and mind. Recognize your passion, cultivate and foster its growth within you. It is indeed, who you are.
The Journey of a thousand miles 