Sidebar 07/27/2010
 Transition - Click to Enlarge It is funny how life will lift you up on its wings allowing you to soar to new heights one day, but then leave you mid-air to fall, crash and wait to die. Some people are lucky. They endure happiness and their climb from a fall is much shorter. Actually, happy people piss me off. This occasional climb is where my art becomes a necessary companion for me. I utilize my art as a distraction, to allow myself to feel sorrow, to heal, to live, breathe, be angry or happy, and to sometimes change my perspective. Art takes me on a journey and sometimes it helps me to find the proverbial ladder back up from the depths of a dark place in my mind and a darker place in my heart. And sometimes it is what allows me to remember those smile muscles. Art also gives me a way out and allows my mind to wander and live outside of me for a while. I fashion it much like sitting in a comfy armchair with a book, loosing yourself and opening your mind so that you might travel to new worlds and exotic places, sail rough seas, take on lovers, experience sexual fantasies, fight wars, fly planes or float anywhere out of your life…if albeit temporarily…so this can be art for me… Much like life, art is subjective and has admirers, critics, lovers, enemies, friends, clock watchers and blind people. But it still exists only to be held up and loved; or to be destroyed by its maker. In the same fashion it is only our own right to destroy or do harm to ourselves. For me my art has always been the friend that never went away, the lawn that never needs mowed, the roof that never leaks, and it will never remind me of what time it is. It will just be with me and take me on journeys of discovery. Just like people and our ability to love and hate equally; art and it’s various forms and subjects and styles won’t appeal to all people. However, each thing created might have something hidden within it that is a small part of its creator that will enlighten, enrage or open our minds to new things…if albeit temporarily… CommentsRyan 07/27/2010 08:10
Happy people piss me off too! Studio 12A 07/28/2010 19:43
You are a beautiful person with a passion to create. You share your art...you help stir up messages, ideas and images that cause me to think, to step closer, to reflect. Love this one...squares and circles... some things can't fit together very easily. Do they have to? Have a good paint session this week. Hang in there. 08/31/2010 20:44
happy people are not really happy they just act like they are ... and that pisses me off. Leave a Reply |  Cagney KingI am 98% Artist (110% at heart - but bad at math) and 2% human being. I keep working hard in the hopes that one day my art story will be like the great artist fairytale. You know the one - the one about how the poor, struggling artist rocking on the edge of insanity is toiling away in her studio day after day, when one day a handsome person comes to see her work, and decides that she should be rescued. From that day on they pay her to paint, pimp out her work and buy her beer. Everyone lives happily ever after. ArchivesJanuary 2012 CategoriesAll |
