Be still

$1,000.00

  • Metal print on Fujicolor Crystal Pearl Archival Photographic Print | unframed
  • Other sizes and metal prints are available
  • Created: 2016
  • Limited Edition of 100 prints

Of all my photos, this is one of all time favorites.

I feel it captures the vision of my art in one image.

It has what I like to refer to as a simple complexity.

For any one who takes a glance, a quick glance, they can grasp the balance, the composition, the simple elegance of the image and then move on…

However, for those who invest the time to closely examine the image, I believe it will challenge their imagination and inspire wonder in their heart and mind.

For there is a depth in this image that the viewer cannot comprehend with only a glance and because of that, I feel it is worth the viewer’s time and effort to allow their mind to wander the image, perhaps to wander in the creators mind and attempt to figure out what my thoughts were in composing the image.

Thus between the two responses highlights a major problem with the world today.

The Psalmist wrote in the ancient word, “Be still and know that I am God”.

How much more true is that word today than ever before. .

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Vincent once said that art is to console those who are broken by life.

Broken by life, I arrived in Alaska in 1982, at the tender age of 20.

It was a desperate move of survival away from my native California homeland and marked a significant departure from the toxic relationship I had with my alcoholic father.

For it was just two months prior that my only brother died in a tragic car accident.

Thus one life ended caused another life to begin.

My only hope upon arriving to my northern land was to lead a life of quiet desperation.

And that is exactly what I did.

Physically, I retreated north.

Emotionally, I retreated inward to the perceived safety of my psyche, spending the bulk of my free time within the woods of Alaska.

Alone.

Always alone.

When one takes a retreat such as this, it often doesn’t end well.

For a solo journey into the psyche can turn into a permanent residency of the abyss.

I am happy to report that my sojourn ended quite well, thank you very much.

Oh, to be sure there were a few years of darkness and despair but by the light of art and the hope of creation, I persevered.

I didn’t choose to be an artist.

For one does not choose to be an artist

I mean why would one rationally choose to be misunderstood by a world that views beauty in the second of a soundbite?

And even if the world thinks they understand the artist, it is only an illusion of superficiality produced by the artist and often times, that illusion is in and of itself a work of art.

For the world is a misguided lot and can never fully understand the mind of an artist.

If they could, one would not be an artist.

In summary, my journey as an artist was birthed out of a broken life.

It has proven far more than a calling but a demand that life has placed upon me for my very survival.

I owe my very life to art.

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Dimensions 20 × 30 in
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