rediscovering color

colorado desert, california | 8.5.25

My subject matter doesn’t change much. I work with what’s around me, the open desert. Mostly within about a 2-3 mile radius from my door.

I’ve been working almost exclusively with black and white for several years now. I attempt some color occasionally but always abandon it. I’m not comfortable with it. Black and white has become the language I speak.

For me color, good color, is a real challenge. One I need now to expand on what I do. I’ve gotten too comfortable with black and white, which I won’t abandon of course. I’ve gotten to feel like a bit of a one-trick pony so I’ll work with color more. I can speak black and white pretty fluently. I want to learn to speak color too.

a brief thought

Art doesn’t have to be pretty or decorative. It can be – there’s nothing wrong with that – but it doesn’t have to be.

It can be disturbing. It can be contentious. It can be provoking. It can make you squirm. It can actually (gasp!) make you think. It can open new ways of seeing your world.

Speaking for myself, I find such art far more interesting and compelling than most pretty, decorative work that’s intended to be pleasing and made to look good with your new furniture. But maybe that’s just me.