stained and distressed canvas, acrylic paints, market basket fragment, bamboo, sea shells, linen thread
There is a curiously sharp sense of joy or mild ecstasy
that comes when you find the particular form required for your creation:
… the experience of “This is the way things are meant to be.”
We participate for a moment in the myth of creation,
and at the same time know more vividly our own limitations.
– Rollo May
one Italian summer …
pulped and sculpted Arches watercolor paper, gold lurex thread, pearls, gold beads
This whole adventure of creativity is about joy and love.
We live for the pure joy of being
and out of that joy unfolds the ten thousand art forms
and all the branches of learning and compassionate activity.
– Stephen Nachmanovitch
aizome (indigo) dye on wistaria bark cloth and cotton duck, arashi shibori
acrylic paint on textured canvas, bamboo, silk cord
Inspiration may be a form of superconsciousness,
or perhaps of subconsciousness – I wouldn’t know.
But I am sure it is the antithesis of self-consciousness.
– Aaron Copeland
offering to aizen-myoo
song for Shindo-sensei
canvas, recycled corrugated card, acrylic paints, painted silk, fiber reactive dyes, cotton cord,
gold lurex thread
Every creative act involves … a new innocence of perception,
liberated from the cataract of accepted belief.
– Arthur Koestler
canvas, acrylic paints, painted silk, fiber reactive dyes, cotton cord, gold lurex thread, seashells, gold paint
Creativity is a celebration of life – my celebration of life.
It is a bold statement: I am here! I love life! I love me!
I can be anything! I can do anything!
– Joseph Zinker
canvas, corrugated cardboard, card, painted silk, cotton cord, gold lurex thread,
acrylic paint, fiber reactive dyes
Color is my day-long obsession, joy and torment.
– Claude Monet
recycled Arches watercolor paper, embroidery threads, gold lurex thread, stiffened pleated silk
The creative mind plays with the objects it loves.
– C G Jung
Japanese washi, organic indigo dye, gold and indigo embroidery threads, found object
The eye of desire dirties and distorts.
Only when we desire nothing,
only when our gaze becomes pure contemplation,
does the soul of things (which is beauty) open itself to us.
– Hermann Hesse
hand painted silk ribbons, textured and distressed canvas, acyclic and oil paints, plastic twine
Art enables us to find ourselves
and lose ourselves
at the same time.
– Thomas Merton