For me visual art is the language which connects us to that aspect of ourselves which knows no words. In a way, it is a language which can monitor and express that aspect of our experience which is beyond the reaches of the senses and the intellect. The visual language is silent and whole; it allows us to see it all in an instant, unlike a book which reveals the whole one page at a time.
Light is the primary tool of the visual language. Light fluctuating is colour and colours are words the visual artist uses to describe that aspect of ourselves which is whole, immaterial, and timeless. In an instant, the artist’s image presents us with the experience of wholeness.
Beauty for me is experiential. It is that which reawakens us to the greatness of everthing we find in our universe. Beauty is that unchanging dimension which fuses the knower with the known into a unified whole. In fact, it is when the eternal silence within ourselves is stirred that we discover beauty or truth. It matters not whether we are children, adults or elders, we seek the experience of transcending the limits imposed upon us by the material world in which we live.
And so to keep my body alive,
I breathe. To keep my soul alive, I paint.