What would human
existence be like without the arts? From the ancient cave walls of Lascaux,
France to the walls and stages of modern-day museums and theaters, the arts
have been mankind's greatest mode of personal expression and communication—surely
an integral part of our past, present and future.
Art is struggling and succeeding, pain and elation, doubt and certainty, restriction
and freedom. Art is feeling, seeing, hearing and thinking. It's crucial for
the artist to assimilate these functions of life in order to respond in some
fashion to their existence. In responding, the artist opens the door and the
viewer falls in headfirst toward his or her own self-discovery.
I number myself as one who is fortunate enough to take an active role in this
drama. My art is the result of my living and a measure of my life. And to
have such an existence, I am truly grateful.
Then I Found Myself In the Bushes Searching for That Hunk Of Lead
The life of the average human being is typically filled with experiences and
events that will eventually define that being's existence, regardless of one's
social or economic status. We all learn in some way to absorb these experiences
and use them either consciously or subconsciously to traverse the passages
of life. This double self-portrait attempts to combine some of these experiences
into a snapshot of one segment of my passage as an artist.
Failing to Communicate
In art as in life communication is absolutely essential. Sometimes though
it's just not forthcoming and, as a result, ideas, impressions, viewpoints
and understanding are rendered moot.
Fallen and I Can't Get Up
Religion and wealth seem to go hand-in-hand, especially in the case of Christianity.
With so much money involved it's no wonder some frail humans decide to take
a little for their own coffers. Their actions call into question the level
of trust one can place in organized religion and the modern church.