Analyze, compare, judge, wonder “what if”, are some of the things I try not to think about when I paint. It is easy to want, want to be a great painter, an important painter, a technically perfect painter, but that will never be me, I am letting that go, and thinking of the simpler motivations for creating art, it makes me happy. I have always been creative, and a maker of things, it’s what I do. Painting came to me a bit later in life and as any old cowboy will tell you, you are running out of rope there darlin’, not! My moments of blissful nirvana come to me suddenly and without importance. The way a crack formed there, in that rock, or those dead tulip petals lying at the foot of its once glorious self. A single significant instance holds no water for me, it is all significant, all of it.
I have no formal training, just a bucket full of can do and a wildly distorted sense of time, I go at it as if I have a million years left on this earth to keep creating.
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