Archive for January, 2012

Sometimes I paint people with birds…

Sometimes I paint people with birds.  and sometimes they are alone.  Even if I wanted to add more, I couldn’t.  The paintings demand that they remain uncluttered, free from unnecessary things.  For me, the act of painting has to be like a prayer,  a recognition of the all absorbing stillness. . .  of that moment when life is silent and . . . bodies are still enough for birds to land on. . . .

I feel that I am endlessly reaching out for that bare and illusive spirit

Imagination: an essential force of life

Sometimes it seems so futile  to spend ones whole life moving lines and colour around on canvas – but then I see more and more clearly that ‘ imagination ‘ is an essential force of life, which if it is alive and kicking, and in constant use, can open up unknown areas in oneself and others.  Cecil Collins regarded painting as a ‘ metaphysical activity,  whose function, far from aesthetics – of art for art’s sake – is the most impersonal, certainly ego-less expression of imagination, the knowledge of the soul. ‘