About 6 years ago; going on 7—- I stopped painting with oil paint in a traditional method. There were a few reasons why I stopped— however, one reason is worth sharing: others’ were doing the pictures that I wanted to do and with more success than I could have ever hoped for.
You may have noticed Lucien Freud, at times, more recently pop-up on the blog for good reason. The man was a gifted painter and a damn-fine portraitist! At the time, in my relative youth, zeal and idealism, I had found some other painter (Freud) who made mysteriously plain but monumental portrait paintings of his family, friends, acquaintances with some celebrities amongst that number—- all of which were given the same amount of consideration, study and extrapolation in a poetic expression—- to mimic that elegance with my own clumsy verbage of handling paint, created the frustratingly emotion of "and the point of me doing the same thing is?…"
Freud developed what he wanted to say in the conversations of gaze with his subject(s)—- I, can admit now, that had nothing to "say" visually and create only noise. When art is articulated with noise, I felt it was time to move into a new creative direction. Granted it may have taken me 7 years to find it and understand it—- whether I am making noise? Or articulating something worth saying/visually? I’ll leave it to the viewer of my pictures.