weirdness, anyone? July 28, 2009

New weird art.

I've noticed that about once every three years, I have some kind of major creative overhaul. Every fiber of my me wants to make something new, desires something different in a VERY unclear, and very meandering, vague longing kind of way.

Well, I guess my three years are up, because this is what's happening right now. And even though I understand it on some level, and have been through this weird phase a few times over the last ten or twelve years or so, it's never that fun at the beginning.

I've been getting little glimpses of new things forming. Like the painting that you see, up there. But mostly, a lot of angst and pushing and pulling in new directions. Not just in art, but in life too.

But isn't that what living is all about? Just when we think we have it all figured out, we have the desire to change and grow. To burst out of the little forms we've molded for ourselves, and stretch bigger towards the full and beautiful humans that we actually already are.

In the meantime, I'll just keep making messes....