Here's another acrylic quickie. It's a little unfinished.:
|8"x10"x0.5" acrylic on canvas|
As I was painting this one, I was thinking about, well, art. How art is a kind of shorthand for ideas. How cave drawings pre-date writing as a communication tool. When you're a kid, you start your very first attempts at representing objects and ideas with your drawings: stick people, simple houses and trees, a sunshine with a smiley face... We might develop a more sophisticated art language - better people, trees, etc... but in essence, the desire to communicate something is the same. Like how sunshine makes us happy. Or in my stick figure family, I identify my dad with a necktie and my sister with long hair.
I was thinking how great artists communicate something profoundly.
It's cool how language helps us crystallize ideas in our minds and with each other. Things seems more real when you can name it. Language and art are only abstractions of what is real, yet they make the real seem more real because we were able to repeat it somehow. And then sometimes we need a new word or picture to help us reconsider the real in a new way... we take a second look instead of skimming over our original shorthand and it makes us see something we missed.
Are written words sophisticated abstract art? Do pictures transcend words?
I have no idea where I'm going with any of this. Other than I guess we are all trying to communicate something. With our art, or music, or our speaking, our life.
I'm not sure I'm communicating anything with my paintings, other than I love how trees blow in the wind. And how clouds puff and swirl and overlap in the sky.
I love.... ocean.