Pedaling fast, passing through the overgrown bike path, my mind takes pictures of this leaf and that sunlight. My eyes capture views for later, for memory. I carry these moments with me for recollection during painting or when I need to grin and appreciate beauty whilst sitting in a cube.
On Sundays I take and I make.
The morning is for gathering: thoughts, pretty paper and mind pictures. The morning is also for coffee and cigarettes.
After stretching, I want to read: poetry, blog posts, news, social media. What’s going on in the world? What new dresses need to be bought? Who is doing something cool and inspiring? I take these pieces of information as well, up to my studio.
Making begins. Creating newness happens, making meaning on a page or canvas.
Making art, taking photographs, making meaning, taking meaning, making pictures to take. Creativity is magic.
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