Sunday, May 11, 2008

Kalopsia

Too much beauty. What is the purpose of beauty how do we know if something is beautiful? The wish to look again not as coercion but a longing in which ones whole being consents.

If I think something is beautiful then it is - If I say it - it is true -

Saturday, May 10, 2008

Perception of Nature



These are the oak trees that dont lose their old leaves until they put out new ones - The atmosphere heavy with water - and defused light -

I wanted to remember the colors - reds and grey - I had to wait for everyday was different - I waited for the dead leaves to be luminous. In a week it was completely changed. Like trying to imagine a boy to a man or an earth to a sun.

Friday, May 9, 2008

My First Post


This is my first post.

I chose this image because it is one I have been looking at a lot lately as it is on the floor in the room where I sleep. This is the third painting I did of this beautiful girl. I thought it was a failure when I stopped work on it; and though I can see the things I could not *get* I now think it is very satisfying.

She was so beautiful. Her dark hair and pale skin the heavy shadow of her hair. impossible.

When she stopped posing I think we were both disappointed and exhausted.

There are many levels to a likeness; a surface resemblance could be as simple as a cartoon but to plumb the person -understand what in their expression - (an expression that moves with their thoughts) - makes them who they are.

The model and the artist have a dance - push - pull - playing off each others energy and trust because to push something forward means you could lose everything and really getting the person can be scary for both the model and the sitter. When it happens its as it comes out of chaos - to many steps to remember. So many back- forward - stumbles - moments of despair - Hubris and humility -