Saturday, August 27, 2011

night owl hoots

tonight my son told me that he wanted to get serious about his art. i have to say, i could not sleep until i got this down on proverbial paper.

when i thought about what i wanted to tell him, my mind jumped from the esoteric to the technical, from the practical to the spiritual. i was starting to feel like a pinball, but in a good way. regretfully i have to be up early for work in the morning and so i guess i will be taking a nap tomorrow.

one of the first things i want to tell him is that we, artists, are observers. it is our job to observe visually, abstractly, socially, emotionally, politically, the list could go on, but it is the artist job to share what we have observed in the way in which our own individual temperament demands.

then express your interpretation so others can see and appreciate and find value.

if only it was that simple.

but it is simple and it is complicated.


and what an exciting journey it is. it has brought me so much joy, passion, challenge, personal growth, and more. the idea that my son has decided to start this path makes me so happy for him because i know the joy he is in for.

i have been studying and painting vigorously, concentrating on the impressionists, Manet, Monet, Cezanne, Degas, Picasso and familiarizing myself with a few of the not so famous artists. this has been a treat indeed. i can't believe i am saying this again. this has been a truly and thoroughly trans formative faze of my studies. i have learned so much about myself in context of my art. i am most proud of the work that has resulted from my study of this 50ish years in the eighteen hundreds, across the ocean in Paris France.

where is the Paris of 2011?

is it here?