I think the pieces I like hold an exquisite balance and interplay of two juxtaposed approaches. On one hand: intuitive, free expression filled with potential and possibility—marks and brushstrokes that are unplanned and spontaneous. On the other hand: thoughtful and successful decisions about color, composition, and tone.
I'm highly drawn to pieces in which I perceive at a visceral level evidence of a childlike, unselfconscious flow, absent of deliberation and purpose beyond the sheer pleasure of making marks. I think I'm pulled there because that free-flow is what my participation in creating art is calling me to do—to let go of precision and planning and naming and measuring and remembering and applying and fussing, or to at least put them all in their place, or maybe just put them aside temporarily.
Don't need to know why, just need to get into that free-flow.
I watched a short video clip featuring Krista Harris today, after which I immediately stood up as if pulled by a magnet. Went to my studio, grabbed canvas board, picked up a charcoal pencil, and started making marks. No plan, no preconceived ideas—just marks. And then paint.
Now I'm following my nose, letting those first marks lead me. It's fun to see evidence—in impromptu use of texture, pattern, horizon lines, mediums, and collage—of the experimenting I've done over the past half year or so.
To be continued …