The Intimacy of Not Touching
The Intimacy of Not Touching I often think about the distance between myself and a painting. When I am working, I st...
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Layering words as one layers colour.
The creative process, the gaze recorded, quiet fragments of thought.
The Intimacy of Not Touching I often think about the distance between myself and a painting. When I am working, I st...
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Where Beginnings Whisper and Endings Turn Transparent When I continue to paint, I often find myself thinking about th...
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Where Color Unravels Between Conscious and Unseen There are moments in the studio when I no longer know exactly where...
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The quiet resolve to decide when to end When creating, I always come up against the same question: "When will ...
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A Tiny Abyss Embracing the Sky On a morning after the rain, numerous puddles had formed along the path to my studio...
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Drawing the Wind If asked, "Have you ever seen the wind?" we pause, slightly perplexed. Though the wind is ...
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Searching for the Texture of Time When I face the canvas in my studio, I sometimes lose sight of the true nature of...
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The Macallan and Painting When my nighttime work comes to a pause, I pour the amber liquid into a small glass. The Ma...
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Enjoying the Negative Space When I stand before the canvas, I always think more about "what not to paint" t...
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Painting with Contradiction Somewhere along the way, I misunderstood the word "contradiction." I think I un...
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In solitude, color breathes slowly. When I create, I am alone. I close the studio door, shutting out the sounds of ...
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Music and Abstract Painting: Painting Melodies You Can't Hear When I stand in front of my canvas, there is alway...
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