Untitled nest, pen, 2011
i always notice birds on a wire. especially driving on major highways because the surroundings are sparse and the line of the wire is crisp in front of the gray of the sky. i follow that line and then the most precise dot appears. sometimes, there are multiple dots. then, i wonder why birds sit so evenly spaced along the wire. and i'm never interested in knowing the true answer. today's magic: understanding that asking questions promotes having to hear answers. sometimes, answers kill the moment.
starting to wonder what i'm getting at here. what do i mean by 'magic'? i don't think it's truly about creating magical moments. its about art, inspiration. and follow-through. i've been missing the follow-through. thought i was satisfied for the time being just noticing the world around me. 'i am an artist,' i would say, 'most importantly, its a way of seeing the world. that's enough to hold me over while i take care of business.' meanwhile, ignoring the subtle pain, dare i say suffering, of disrespecting the inspiration. so subtle i only know it by the dull pressure in my gut most days. see birds-on-wire, draw birds-on-wire. better to follow-through than to be reminded of not respecting the inspiration every time i drive by a bird on the wire.
Untitled weed, pen, 2011
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