Paint Your LifePosted by simon on February 10th, 2009
I don’t know what happened. I can’t sit down and pinpoint a single atomic moment. It was a process, imagine a set of watercolors being mixed by seismic activity. It would create a wonderfully bizarre melting of colors that you can’t begin to appreciate until you consider how it occurred. I’m finding that lately words lack the ability to describe the mixing of the watercolors in my life. There are so many aspects that are affected by this process it’s hard to isolate the affects on one another. Much less, how the watercolors were made from some plant dye and imported to my palette. How the paper was constructed and bleached. Then how all these elements were in the right place at the right time for the shifts in the earth’s crust to allow them to mix on a canvas making something randomly beautiful and perfect.
“I experience a period of frightening clarity in those moments when nature is so beautiful. I am no longer sure of myself, and the paintings appear as in a dream”
-Vincent van Gogh