Today I am going to try to talk about something esoteric and ethereal. It happens infrequently but it is delicious when it does happen. I don't know why or how but sometime I "see" a painting on the canvas. I don't use my eyes but instead I use my mind's eye. The shapes are in front of me and the paint flows without thinking or a struggle.
The best non art related example that I can give is after my older brother passed away I visualized him. He was walking down the hallway of his house to the kitchen for morning coffee. I felt the sound of the corduroy pants, the soft causal long sleeved shirt he wore on the weekends, his face, his hair and beard. His entire spiritual presence! Wish you were here Tom, I still really miss you.
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| Obidos, Brazil |
This painting of a church on a cliff just plain happened. Here are some other paintings that just flowed onto the canvas from my mind's eye. Even I can see a commonality of my style when I am painting from a place without critical boundaries. Have you ever had such an experience?
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| Hills of Heather |
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| Frozen Lake |
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| Tourists in Italy |
What beautiful paintings and so original - I have only seen your abstracts before so these paintings are a revelation to me. thanks for sharing your thoughts and paintings in this post!
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