The most succinct expression of thoughts on the parts of a whole; the interconnectedness of everything. Of the formal properties of art making. Drawing as an end; in and of itself. The body that propels energy into the making of a line and the betrayal of the body by that line. The body’s balance. Its […]
To be precise in process. One painting a week would be 52 pieces a year. Brilliant, Gómez Peña said in one of his talks (i paraphrase here) that the role of the artist is to explore the darkest corners of human existence. Robert Longo (paraphrasing here as well) said that the artist’s work is about […]
I. Working on 7.2014.C (Guadalupana) today. Another day, blissfully still – weather 60’s/70’s with much rain for the next few days-a rich environment. Thoughts of the Vidyadhara, Chögyam Trungpa Rinpoche and last nights local newscast. The idea of working in Colorado, red, rojo. That the basic goodness of this particular place allows for much manifestation, perhaps one […]
It is about that time. A new statement about the work. I don’t know exactly what it will look like. So i start here. Parts of this will make its way to my website where i write about my philosophy and process. -Less this time – there is less to say. Interested in simplifying further. […]
An absolute economy of materiality
5:41am a contemplative studio practice (I) The moon is bright through my studio window – the electric blue in the sky continues to increase. Emptiness. The basis of the contemplative studio practice is emptiness. Shunyata. For the Western mode of thought perhaps an oxymoron because emptiness is from where all things come. How can that […]
Wyoming floats and we can float in it when we are there. The land and its history make it so. Those who live there have a different perspective and more importantly a different perception. This is perhaps of the greatest importance for the artists there. In the Buddhist tradition it is our perception which roots […]
Grandma and Grandpa were farmers from Italy. When they arrived in Chicago in 1910, to what is now Jefferson Park’s Linder Avenue, it was all land. They had a garden that produced numerous vegetables; among them, corn, which my mother sold by the ear on the street corner during the depression. Everywhere Apollonia and Salvatore […]
Sun, pink, illuminates mountains outside the studio window. Pink, then changing to orange. Me in silence, Serendipity sits in the window. New paintings for the new year – i clear a space off the studio table so she can sit. At 7:30am, continuing to squeeze the last absolute breaths of this immensely creative time away […]
A Perpetual Horizon The artist Wolfgang Laib has stated that “repetition is the most beautiful thing in existence”. If one contemplates this thought it can be found in our breathing, the patterns we see in nature, and the horizons that we see continuously in the West. These new paintings embody a union of concepts that […]