Don’t let me alone in an art supply store. I am obsessed with
any kind of paint, paper or canvas and will buy the whole store if I could
afford it.
I am obsessed with experimenting with any type of creative painting
endeavor; even if it flops I still try. I have had many flops, expensive flops,
ugly flops and scratch my head wondering, what the heck is this flops?
My artistic inspirations have been an obsession for as long as
I can remember; I sit with my pallet of rainbow colors and create series of
landscapes, bouquets of flowers, girl’s faces and abstracts.
Sepia mountains, Mayan Blue skies, Green Gold stems,
Bloodstone Genuine shadows, Aqua seas, Greens trees, Red sunsets, Orange
lipstick, Yellow Moons, Indigo winter skies. The combination of colors and
subjects is endless.
I wonder sometimes if I have selective obsessive compulsion
with my own creative process and I get a visual high from completing a
painting.
My art is an act of love and is an obsession I crave
constantly.
Actually creating art is a positive obsession for me and fuel
for my creative expression. It is a need, want, insatiable desire to delve deep
into the watery abyss of my unconscious. As an intuitive artist I am lost in
the process, loss of time and space, mysterious, in love and open to the entire
vast universe and my muse.
Every sit down with paint and paper is an act of validation of
the artist I am and will continue to be so. I find myself to be quite lucky to
have this exceptional obsession of creating art. Every I look forward to
learning something new through experimenting.
It is my deepest wish for everyone to find their own artist
obsession and expression to bring about joy and self-discovery that art brings.
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