I'm in the midst of rereading Flannery O'Connor's Wise Blood with a group of friends, and I'm surprised (and a little frustrated) that some of my friends don't love her writing like I do. Sure, she creates some pretty oddball and disturbing characters but that's what makes it so great and so real. In the strangeness and extremes, we can find truth. In her own words, “I use the grotesque the way I do because people are deaf and dumb and need help to see and hear.”
With my art work, I've been thinking a lot about how we see the world around us and how this can be a reflection of our openness (or lack of openness). Openness to definitions of beauty and significance, openness to slowing down through our daily seeing and being. The work is a reflection of my own personal openness in seeing and experiencing my immediate environment but also a conscious exercise in being open on a daily basis. (I am still working on being open to others having different reactions to Wise Blood, but I'm trying :) ).
With my art work, I've been thinking a lot about how we see the world around us and how this can be a reflection of our openness (or lack of openness). Openness to definitions of beauty and significance, openness to slowing down through our daily seeing and being. The work is a reflection of my own personal openness in seeing and experiencing my immediate environment but also a conscious exercise in being open on a daily basis. (I am still working on being open to others having different reactions to Wise Blood, but I'm trying :) ).
Untitled (From a Walk), pencil and watercolor on paper, 2012
Shower Drawing, digital photograph, 2012
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