This blog was titled Conversations With the Muse many years ago, and mainly that’s been happening. I make art, and then I think and write about it. Otherwise it feels so unfinished. With the mixed media expressive art there is often a verbal interaction attempted with the content of the piece, which usually contains a great many unanswered questions. . .like this one.
For my underpainting I used an unfinished experiment with dripping inks and blowing them across the page with a straw. Then I found pieces of deconstructed paintings I’ve been keeping for the collage. The result was something that totally short circuited all the rules of color, design, technique etc that i have been learning and relying on in my art for many years. Thank goodness. My favorite thing is to create something bizarre, unexpected, and fascinating to contemplate. Hopefully it will get me wondering outside the box of my usual thinking.
You crows, all black and squawky on one side and cooing doves on the other.
You’ve laddered up from the lower realms and found a roost for your pulpit.
How can you be so silent now, as I sit expectant with pen in hand to take dictation?
What do you see and hear and feel in your vast communications network?
Am I too dense to plug into it and understand?
How long would I have to sit and watch and listen to receive even a micron of the information which sails unseen, unheard by us humans, between you and your avian family each moment of the day.
Surely this painting entitles me to just a bit of all that? . . .a feather dropped that I might keep for a dream catcher? A song that I could learn and sing to myself?
Perhaps when the cawing meets the cooing I may at last get a feel, by audio transmission, for the freedom of flight?
Have you had any conversations with your art lately?