happens at the beginning of a painting
determines the progression of the painting's destiny. It's a
karma: seeds sown predict the outcome.
Aware of this, it takes a while for me to apply the first strokes to the painting. I do not know the outcome. I cannot imagine the finished painting. It reminds me of the birth of a child: the moment a child is conceived, his/her genetic makeup determines the person that child will become: male, female, gay, straight, tall, short, blond, brunette and much more.
To enable that child to become the person he or she was born to be rather than to brainwash this little human into becoming what the parents would prefer or what social structure demands is a juggling act that becomes the responsibility of those parents -- a daunting task.
Those of us born to be artists have the thrill of conceiving a new idea and guiding it to fruition. Everything we are translates into what we see and how we see it. Our preparation -- the skills we've mastered -- determines how we express what we perceive. Our imaginations enhance our interpretations and every new painting that emerges reflects a process not unlike the conception, birth and becoming of a person.
Now, isn't that a miracle within itself!