Abstract comes from the world. It is less a distillation than it is an accretion. The material world impresses upon us images and patterns from the first moment we open our eyes. Composition, harmony, proportion, light, color, line, texture, mass, and motion are all vocabulary of sight. We tap into this vocabulary, and the patterns that go with it, when we compose or frame images. The commonality that allows us to respond to images, even abstract ones, is rooted in our ability to recognize infinite manifestations of the physical world and the mental constructs to which they correspond.
“I am my least favorite medium at the moment. The means of doing evidently do not motivate me enough to progress and continue my work until I feel inspired enough. In my opinion, it’s a poison for an artist, to wait for inspiration to come to you. An artist manufactures their inspiration. It’s not there waiting behind the couch or furnace and it’s not under the tree outside. It’s not the spider you wait for to come within arm’s reach to squish. Artists are workers, and workers work and it’s all we have.”
Posted this to a Facebook group page in regard to least favorite mediums. Thought I’d share it.