I meditate with my eyes open. Soaking up this visual world like a sponge, existing in a state of "awe", is a blessing for a painter.
I meditate with my eyes open. Soaking up this visual world like a sponge, existing in a state of "awe", is a blessing for a painter. Standing before the canvas, I release this reservoir and work with the painting. I honor the magic that happens-by knowing when to stand back, when to go with the current, and when to exert my will. The manner in which I paint is therefore always a journey into the unknown. It is a dance, a gamble. I do not labor with a conception of a painting. I welcome the painting, and the viewer, to "see" the possibilities. Painting is a luxury, I suppose a gift, it is. Karma? It chose me. It teaches to respond moment to moment and let go of pre-conceptions. It trains the eye to see the beauty in the ordinary as well as the sublime. I love to paint. So, the top ten reasons I paint are: 10 I get to 9 I want to 8 I have to 7 She's doin her own thing 6 No new snow 5 No water, no permit, no paddlin 4 Basketball aint happen 3 Its rainin outside, hard 2 The deck is cleared And the number 1 reason I paint... because I can. unknown — "paint what you like and die happy"