For about 3 years my art, drawings, were at a standstill, capping off a venue that started about 17 years ago. Part of this was physical, my arm and eyes weakening. Part of it was inherent contradictions in craft that caught up with me. Part of it was conditions. I would need full time models of a kind that don't exist that are reasonable and certain lighting and a refinement of my craft beyond my scope. The drawings peaked about 13 years ago and I squeezed out all I could. I even tried to retrain myself but that wasn't it. The drawings would take more and more out of me and the results were less and less. I could not maintain the intensity it took. For some of us art goes in spurts and then stops. Better to accept this and reconcile with it. It's you. So after three years things had to be rethought.
All along a certain vision was forming from my yearning for spiritual answers. There was an above and I would have to relate to that somehow in a certain way. For this 'A New Religion' was created. It would be new or just emphasize certain aspects of what was already here. I needed it. My art crashing was a blow.
Next, hope for art surprisingly became clear again. The new religion created a framework for it, a context. The art had something to serve, a big vision. It could help out in a sense. This was not art for art's sake. Plus, the pressure to do 'great' art within a certain tradition or framework or set of principles was eliminated, at least in theory. From here on in, anything goes to get something decent done. I reexamined my roots and settled on using colors, and after trying different mediums started using oils again. It was difficult because I could not thin with turpentine due to allergies I tried to adapt somehow. I recall having a lot of fun pushing around paint as a kid. Still, progress was slow and old painting traumas one by one had to be revisited. During this two year period there was a death and all that entails to handle. Plus doubts, plus health issues, plus, plus, plus and still plus.
What is emerging is something a little primitive, or folk like, not what one would expect , but doable and hopefully solid. It seems as if I can work this way and go back to it with life and enthusiasm. Painting 5 is, well, the 5th painting that has emerged. It is small, 5 by 7', but for some reason it comes out larger on the web. Some people think it's my father and I, but it's not, unless symbolically. The work is out of my head, not from nature. So, from here on in I'll let it speak for itself and, well, continue on. It's all interesting to say the least. See you along the way.