LOST: Artist

inspiration is everywhere. and yet... I sit here looking at 6 canvases that are primed with base colors and ready for action. ideas -- almost too many -- bottleneck at my minds-eye. I don't know which direction to take.

I feel lost at the starting line. could any of these ideas impact the world? make the world a better place? do they make any difference at all? do they need to? is this just my ego feeling sorry for itself? yes, probably so. what artist has no ego? I don't know. art expresses a perspective; one moment of one story from one angle as it appeared to one person. there is no right or wrong. no good or bad. just what one person believes they see. or maybe what they wish to see. and the question is -- why would anyone else care? does it help anyone get out of bed -- other than the artist? maybe all that matters is that I, the artist, gets to play God. my canvas being a glimpse into a world that I create. of course, there is no ego in that at all. none at all says the sarcastic mind. again, I am lost at the starting line where my heart and mind cannot find common ground. so I sit here with empty canvases, a heart that aches to paint, and a mind that cannot find a satisfying thought.

Deep Soul Diving

inside exit
acrylic, pen, and paper on canvas

This is one in a series of paintings based on sketches I did during cancer treatments -- chemotherapy and surgeries. This one -- titled inside exit -- is from a sketch done while recovering from a chemo infusion, on one of the better days. I was going inward in order to escape the present and look forward to better times.

Art. For art's sake

Now... where were we....

Spiral Lizard, earlier version is shown in the last post, and the final version here. 
Sold to a friend in Wyoming. Makes me happy!



This has been called psychedelic lizard on acid. It was just me needing art for art's sake -- without any deep-soul-diving.