The Last of My Kind (2019)
In an imaginary situation
To speak the truth
Using someone else’s words
In borrowed clothing
To a complete stranger
While in everyday life the pursuit of truth
Is seen as ridiculous
And emoting in public
We throng to cinema houses
Most of all, I believe
To view en masse,
Human beings actually communicating with one another
The actors are The Chosen Ones of our Age
Given permission to freely abandon themselves
To society’s forbidden fruits of joy and grief
While we feast on their remnants in the dark
While the young look on at us
In real horror at what they are expected to become
Even considering dying
As their only means of escape
Every waking moment since birth is an aesthetic experience for me.
My eyes search out harmony of colour, form and line, of shadow and light.
I am forever chasing my ideal of balancedness and harmony, a perfection of blended forms, a
convergence of line, visually, even in music and everyday experience.
A place where difference is real and the coming together of disparate personalities, perfection.
All my paintings are created while in the momentary state of inspiration.
There is no planning or preparation of any kind.
That is not to say they have no message, but rather the structure, the meaning, the colour
schemes all arise from the deepest part of myself, from the ubiquitous ‘I’.
That said, I am a person that loves ancientness and takes great joy in pondering the unknown,
for it is there that the magic of creativity comes alive.