Painting And Poetics -- How Words Emerge From The Depths Of Being
Words, thus, flow from human experience unavoidably -- they are the bubbles of perception effervescing.
A turbulent seascape projects twin peaks -- two thin mountains rising from the deep. Where is this place we seem to know but have never seen? How do we recognize it, never having been there? This place exists somehow in our organs and skin, a primordial memory below the surface of our reasoning, where no amount of thought can justify the resonance.
The math of superstrings tries to model the meaning of everything. One of its conceptions contrasts with pure perception. Side by side a fluid enigma, this complex expression, even close to an answer, seems far from the truth.
A flowscape gone awry, folded and pressed, thrown into the trash, later retrieved and unfolded, reveals compelling symmetry. Which way do we view it? Today my eyes say "longways side to side". Now perhaps we see a lake and trees in the mire -- a happenstance of liquid chaos on the verge of becoming a formal landscape.
Amazed little people stand on top of dried streams turned upright. Organic form errupts against a surreal starry night, reminding me of magical summers where childish wonder meets maturing wisdom at peaks of purple insight.
Now what if this is how things come to be -- buds on the branches of infinity.
Tinier than eyes can behold, beyond what any magnifier can reveal, the world as we will never see it nonetheless exists -- an infinity of oceans within oceans of universal energy.
Technical Description Of The Paintings
- art-grade acrylics on archival paperboard
- each 6 x 13 inches
- style is fluidism
- unmounted and unframed
