There is a relationship I sense between creating Art and creating the Self. The processes seem to run parallel to each other. It is almost as if Art is a vehicle to understand the self and illuminate itself. They both seem to be two sides of the same coin. Art shows you how your mind turns (or does not turn) from the work and how it moves, and this, as a result, shows up the process of living. My main interest is how it is all one. I am interested in this more subtle purpose in art. Of course, the work has to turn up with its content and focus and title as is required of us and yet it has to maintain the process that has gone into making the painting, including its mistakes. To remain loose and free in creating the work, yet focused enough to bring the work to its conclusion.
My main requirement in a painting is that it has something new in it. Something new personally to the artist, yet more importantly, in a larger context to art itself and in that front-line of Art that there is something new in the work. This contributes to the big picture of Art, so the content of its past with its present, moves to the future of art history.
The chase of the new in Art will also reveal the new in the self and the process in creating the self and also the limitations of the mind. The content in a painting and its title is almost incidental as if to say, within the limits of making this piece, its composition, its peculiarity, its colour, its form, to place it in one’s own history of self, and to say, this painting came into being. To see how your mind had to turn with the New. And how as a result, you, the self, enters a new space because of the painting.