“Artificial Butterfly”-introduction to my process
Vacuum. Cubicle. Art-stereotype. Expected transition. Predictable. All applicable adjectives and adverbs, for brief periods, I suppose. And then the “child imp” gets impatient. And, my child imp inspiration (not a controllable muse) pushes at me, tugs my sleeve until my shirt is nearly off, and I have to obey.
I awoke one morning in November, knowing…knowing I was in for a burst of turbulence and creativity that I don’t have to explain. Call it experimentation, move on, and keep fucking following that energy because it gets to really good places.
I am a slave if you will to these floods of …and I am not always sure what to do with the ideas. I tend to be open to all exterior impulses.
Narrowing it down in November, I decided it was not a “paint” subject but to do a series that would incorporate all that I know for 2-D and craft. Subject became real, not the non-objective interpretations I was doing before.
Imp…what a pest! The imp inspiration is kicking up old photo prints and throwing conservation, love Mother Earth themes in my face. Hence, “Artificial Butterfly”. This is last night’s. There are many more!