A close up of another gelatin monoprint worked up and into with ink (violet roller-ball and my own gold mix), and coloured pencil.
This is the artist as actor, not director. The process is one of discovery, where the chattering 'me', that logical voice in my head that mostly sits around asking what's for supper, takes a back seat and I allow the mysterious subconscious to take over and call the shots. While I stubbornly forge my own path through the world of art, that fact is not lost on my that I follow in the tradition of the Automatistes, who looked to stream of consciousness drawing and writing for their creativity. Strange things happen, this one is called Taste Starlight and it's up to you decide what, if anything, it's all about. Me, I just let it happen, and whatever wondering I do will be kept private.
The process itself is exciting, and the making of art becomes an act worth doing.
This may be par for the course for other artists, but I think I’ve spent too much time in the past trying to make something that would impress someone (could be me) or prove something (look, my trees look like trees!) or be counted as fine art (that’s SOOOOOOO profound). There is a HUGE amount of freedom in letting go of all that and just DIVING RIGHT IN to a piece and letting things happen.
Also, I’m having fun with ‘tools of the trade’ photos lately, and now refuse to be ashamed of the scale (or my guitar-pared fingernails!) so here you can see the size of things.
As usual, if I like it enough to blog about it, it’s made available at Etsy.