March 1 - 31, 2020
“Out beyond ideas of wrong doing and right doing there is a field, I will meet you there” Rumi 1248
“Recently I have been thinking of Rumi’s words. Our fields of perception and our divisions have neurological mechanisms. Does the neurological mechanism of division within our physiological makeup control us or do we control the mechanism. My current work of Plein Air is simply looking at and recording the space and light in front of me. Like meditation, I paint while quieting the habitual critical/ questioning side of the mind and find space in the witness/observing side of the mind while trusting the neurological paradigm.
I am interested in the process of thinking, the components of mind, the description of mind, the location of mind, the physiology of mind and making these curiosities visible; whether it be recording a defined image to hold the intellect in the mist of awareness or recording an amorphous image to depict an undefined emotion, thought or sensation.
Neurological physiology contains divisions in perception, a bimodal consciousness, with right/ left hemispheric processing. Some cultures minds read left to right or right to left or up to down. Division is part of our nature. The future world we create is influenced by how we manage our innate divisions.
I am interested in the emotional and intellectual entanglement of the mind; how this entanglement, process, dance propels us forward and how it creates the worlds we manifest. Why is the world as it is, how did we get here, how do we move forward? What is true? What is perceived? Who invents the world at this juncture of place and time? What progress will humanity achieve as we transition from a primitive understanding of the human condition to a more evolved understanding of our own physiology and neurology?
For me, art making is the documentation of the world I am a part of. Watching, observing, synthesizing and recording. Watching the world evolve/transition to a higher understanding of the human condition. Discarding that which is not useful and moving forward. I throw it all down with paint. No words just light, color, shape, space… Like a haiku, a koan, a sonnet without the words.”
Opening: March 1, 2020 | 6–9 pm
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