Calling on the ether
I spend as much time as possible in the studio, steps away from my back door.
I teach, invent, wonder, think, paint, draw, write, and listen to music.
Ah, the studio.
My space is shared with a fairly aggressive insect population that patently refuses to relinquish its dominion over the one-time carriage barn. We have learned to tolerate each other. Astrophysics, physics, surrealism, humor, mythology, philosophy, religion, nature, Yoga, Shamanism and healing, round out a partial list of ingredients for artpies.
Well, and COLOR.
My influences include, but are in no way limited to; William Blake, Gustave Moreau, Odd Nerdrum, Rembrandt, Rene Magritte, Cindy Sherman. In the field of film, Stanley Kubrick remains number one. Ridley Scott and Jane Campion are brilliant and on my top shelf as well. To experience a great moving picture is one of the supreme joys in my life.
I have 2 favorite art critics; Dave Hickey and Matt Collings. Both write with a personal truth regarding “the art world”, bracing and often very funny.
Reading is really important. Writers of note include; but are NOT limited to; Ovid, C.S. Lewis (particularly the space trilogy), Philip Pullman, Ajahn Chah, Margaret Atwood, Barbara Kingsolver, and Science Fiction.
I went to The School of Visual Arts in New York City. It was great, it was opening. It was fun, it was hard, it was dirty – it was the city. In fact, the long studio days at SVA paved the way for a discipline I continue to follow years later. The stimulation of going to school in New York City packed with its huge range of experiences was very valuable. Excellent teachers, working artists themselves, provided a glimpse of what an artist’s life could be.
Easy? Cushy? No, but when you are given the gift of creative reception, little else compares to the joy of manifesting creation, and sharing that gift with others.
Graduated with honors.