Right here, right now, I'm going to admit that I really don't care much for any medium for it's own sake. What ever I can get my hands on will do which is why I change mediums a lot. After seeing a show of my painting and video work in Atlanta back in the late '90's, the art critic, Jerry Cullum said that I was not a painter or a video artist at all. Instead he characterized me as a person who thought a lot about a lot of things and that I just happened to paint and make videos. My initial reaction was that I was pissed, very pissed. I am an artist not a philosopher was my response .... but since then I have slowly come to embrace his characterization me as the truth. I care more about what it is that compelled me to enter the process than the end result. Duh?
Since a large part of the time I think more than I act, I am not terribly prolific. For along time I was very concerned about the big gaps of what appeared to be inactivity but now that I am getting closer to 90 years of age, I understand that thinking is my thing and sharing while very important to me, has to be relegated to an afterthought. Slowly I have come to embrace the notion that since the thinking is the thing my detachment from the actual work is just fine.
I like to make up and share stories about what I have thought about but haven't been able to resolve and while the truth is just out of reach I make things about the thinking. The mystery of it all is what I like even though not finding satisfying answers (which is often the case) can be painful and only poses more questions.
Actually the pieces that result from all the thinking are the residue from something much more wonderful and interesting to me. Ideas that continue to expand and lead to more and questions about life and living.
Small Town Smoke Stack Bunny Rabbit 2010