Day one of year Three

The Decision

        As far as painting goes, I have began to immerse myself in play again. I would like to start my blog off  with my first sale of the new year made 11 days in. The culmination of what was my summer led me to find a balance, harmony and carve out a path for myself.

In doing so this work is a series of three, hanging scrolls made from ink and gestural strokes on wallpaper. But it's more than just scrolls this is my first blog. A platform  in which I can catalog my journey through my creative endeavours. This is the work that sparked the idea to create my blog.





This triptych was inspired by wallpaper I had come into possession of. From there they sat in a laundry hamper for a couple weeks until I pulled it out and began to mix and pour ink not knowing what exactly was my purpose, by letting my brush free across the canvas like that of a wild stallion, untamable I took the first step towards these being complete. The first wall hanging was expressed in spontaneity followed by the next day I cut off the remaining roll of the previous work and began again, this process was slow as waiting all day till there was a moment i felt was right to capture my given experience. Again the brush splashed through the ink, with all it's gusto it blew across the canvas. Three paintings took three days, three different feeling to be portrayed.

I typically like to sit on my work for re evaluation till a later day but, by chance and a stroke of luck I had a studio visit on an unsuspecting Saturday. Unsuspecting because I expected to be immersed in my world all day, needless to say I was visited. It is always nice to see friends,  and being a friend at the door I answered when he knocked as opposed to hiding in bed pretending to sleep. As he is good company I offer tea like any good host, this escalated quickly to me bounding around the house exclaiming all sort about all sorts then I began to make my way to the studio in a rant and my guest clumsily followed behind me trying not to spill tea on themselves. The studio, so full of mystery and curiosity for most visitors I suppose. In the never ending ramble to poor wanderers and guests alike they begin to cook up fantastic things about what may happen in a day. I humbly oblige and entertain the possibility of their imagination. During  this walk through I had pieces in limbo or mediation period. Some of these where wallpaper rolled up in the corner, and it came to light because of its energy, we where strolling or running I cant remember, we passed a work I heard a mumble of "oh  I like that " I knew the piece, but it was sopping in emotion fresh from my soul as i was painting prior to his arrival. I told the visitor I had pieces with a similar energy I had in mind.  The work was received well although being unfinished, I let him know, this thing had been happening in my work for a bit now and that I have three examples I haven't seen a while. Fresh eyes would be appreciated, so I gently remind my audience that they are not finished, just rolls of paper taped together in a corner in my studio. None the less I open the first scroll and few remarks from my visitor blabber about the spontaneity and energy involved in the gesture and moment of creation.  I remind him that I made them and was present in the creation of these, in case he wasn't sure. I wrap up the first one and begin to unwrap the second, they are roughly seven feet in height by 2 ft width, not having the full view of the second scroll yet my visitor inquires about owning them. To this I say " of coarse, .. yes ".

All of this happened without the slightest inclination as to their completion. So last week I had a Friend stop by for some tea, yes, of coarse I say.

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