
My drawing today didn’t get interesting until I admitted my mistakes,
Until I stopped trying to be perfect,
Until I let the picture have something to say–
responding to what was really there, instead of my
expectations,
assumptions,
and fear.
I have often felt as though my art is my child–
If that is true, I don’t want to treat it like Michael Jackson:
Driving it to a destiny of artifice
and performance without substance…
Caving in on itself.
Honesty and uncertainty are the truly interesting things.
The human things.

Mi Casa, a house in Aruba, oil pastel on paper, 9″x12″
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January 18, 2010 at 5:48 pm
Lana
Alisha,
I love this couple of paintings. The first reminds me of the perspective of a little child. The second, an adult perspective. Both are filled with emotion and beautiful.