The Reason I Paint and Prose
Volumes of My Painted Soul are under creation to provide a secondary complement to what was already established in my paintings. The objet d’art of brush to canvas is simple, and colors flow through my body like a river’s path freely on its journey, crushing unstoppably so into waterfalls that explode into a division of minuscule jots of crystalline light…
Adorned with variations in a multitude of hues, it only fortifies and enhances the imagination into a blithering bliss of serene sparkles coming to fruition as one, headed point-blank to an unknown land of ecstasy, love, commitment, and comfort. Hence, left solely to explore again once rested.
Why did the insight into composition come to fruition?
Written prose, artifacts, and everyday existence continued to pop up in the mainstream of my delving into my subconscious conceptions of a cloudless reality, and I lucidly laid the brilliance onto canvas and paper.
Many are confused about what Art truly is and wonder why and how it exists. Setting your sights on the prize and turning your visions into reality takes dedication, perseverance, and a lot of goodwill. Thanks to the bonus of natural creativity and our maker, thine plight is to pass forward little bits of thy soul alongside the magnificent visionary process.
(Every Picture has a Story)
God has gifted entre nous the uncanny ability to unleash creative prowess upon a trio of entities: first, to canvas; then, to composition; and finally, to the recipient, who can ponder and comfort their heart with a little bit of tranquility, love, light, and happiness.
Basically, I describe the emotions evoked by the moment each piece is created and embellish them with the fortitude of life experiences, dreams, and beliefs. With that, the creative duos can be enjoyed for years to come.
