How sane does the artist need to be? Shouldn’t they be a bit off to look at the world differently and courageously? I know for myself, not off enough to create a new path, but off enough to allow me to think creatively and not to accept the conventional. I guess the gift I do have is to be observant and be fascinated with what I see. To see the exceptional in the ordinary.
Challenge yourself to pay attention to the ordinary… And see the extraordinary.
A family’s photograph album is generally about the extended family—and, often, is all that remains of it.” ~ Susan Sontag (source)
A passing shadow on the sidewalk, a stone, a molecule, and some carbon… Is that all that is left behind? Is it ego that wants to leave more? I guess, perhaps. Is art a way to satisfy the ego, to leave our mark in time, or our stamp upon the Earth? It is a record of culture, place, intellect, and emotion. Looking back at these buildings from a time gone by lets you wonder at the celebrations that took place within. Here the past and present collide. In these buildings, we are left wondering and to walk the steps of others that have no names.
Interpretation is the revenge of the intellect upon art.” ~ Susan Sontag
Play when you can… Got a few minutes before I have to leave. Next step is to begin printing a few of these and seeing how they look on paper. I know this image is rather saturated with color. I am still enjoying the grainy texture and am wondering what people are thinking. After all, there is not a “Don’t Like” option on Facebook. Not getting much response on Tumblr either but I am going to continue pursuing this technique and see where it leads.