Wing Sight
aqua media on vellum bristol paper
9 x 12
gestural marks . . . scratches, sweeps of paint, staccato dashes, stabs or swirls . . .
what is my mark? what is yours? are we aware of making them? should we be aware?
do they change with mood or with the material used? can i be identified by my mark? do i want to be . . . ?
questions, questions that lately plague -- the more i know, the less i am certain.
the more i paint, the less i feel confident about -- maybe that's a good thing
drop the confidence and feel the work in wrist and arm, in elbow and shoulder
to let fly with color, to find sight when blinded by ego
make one mark, make a thousand
listen to the brush, to the empty space that calls
taste the light
a leap of faith, a dance through minefields . . .
Recommended Readings:
The Demon and the Angel: Searching for the Source of Artistic Inspiration
Meeting the Madwoman: Empowering the Feminine Spirit
8 comments:
I'm going to print this out and hang it in my studio.
I've always wondered -- is ego an enabler or an inhibitor?
Wow! what a great compliment, Kim! Hate to straddle the fence on that one, but I think ego is both -- just at times, I tend to trip over mine -- a lot! :-)
great post, lots to think about and a great piece!
I love gestures and marks--because I can't really let loose myself-- but your writing is intriguing
It reminds me to a chinese calligraphie full of ease and transparency. I like it! Greetings from Luzia.
You are all too kind -- but am so glad this brief entry found a spot in your hearts! :-)
very enchanting. Wonderful work, inspires lots of joy!
I appreciate your visit, Stephanie!
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