The Dutch Bowl

36 x 30 Oil on Linen

Painting has completely taken over my life. Everywhere I look I see shapes and forms, patterns, rhythms, compositions. I no longer use language to communicate. I speak in pigments and taste color. I hear sounds as gradations from black to white, voices have warm or cool tones. I smell opacities and transparencies and analyze the structure and weight, volume and texture of everything I touch. Each breath is a brushstroke. Sometimes I think if I cut my finger I would bleed linseed oil.....