The park at the chateau de Bagatelle.
I should think more about the paintings I am going to paint then the ones I already have. I need to think about the art that I haven’t done yet, where is my soul going? What place does it want to explore? I want people to appreciate the beauty in their lives, to see beauty for what it is- how it exists in everything. That beauty may be an abstract concept but it is also deep, concrete rooted inside of us. Beauty, the word as I understand it, is so much more then pretty, it is full, contentment, happiness and thankfulness. Beauty is the world and the people in it. Beauty is enough.
My art is not methodical. More like clouds bumping into one another, memories jostling words and feelings. Always feelings. Feeling so much. The words, sentences incomplete and short videos that repeat in glimpses like shuffling cards in a deck. There is no sense of it, nonlinear and moving.
Still no clear objective, where am I going with this?
Totoro Macarons with Green Tea Cream Cheese Filling! （人´∀`*）
Louise Bourgeois I Had a Flashback of Something that Never Existed, no. 28 of 34, from the fabric illustrated book, Ode à l’oubli. 2002