A thing of beauty
Been awhile since I posted a 5IGN. Saw a couple today that were strangely apt.
Lately, the mind has been plagued with doubts about whether beauty still has a place in art today when most contemporary art seems either impenetrable, gimmicky or just there to shock. In this context, art that seeks to try to capture something beautiful gets quickly labelled sentimental or romantic. I’ve had this discussion with a fellow painter, and these terms are frustrating as what we are seeking to describe in our work is something that is felt deeply and not something whimsical.
These last few days… I have found that as my paintings wish to approach beauty, the mind begins to becomes suspicious; the painting, like a mirror, immediately darkens. Some cloud has just passed over. And on a day when I am full of doubt and I feel that the world has no need for things superfluous or hedonistic as art or beauty, I read this:
I’ve started some new paintings. I’m not sure where they’ll go, or what they will end up saying. I have only the thin, frail strand of intuition to follow. But I hope these endeavors will lead to some kind of foundation for something. Though I can not be sure what that something is. :)
