When I stare at a blank canvas I have one of several emotions. One is excitement for I am looking at a perfectly blank canvas that holds infinite possibilities and I can’t wait to begin. Another is fear because I am looking at a perfectly blank canvas that holds infinite possibilities and I have no idea of what I want to do. I have a saying on the door in my studio: “Painting is easy. All you have to do is stare at a blank canvas until drops of blood appear on your forehead”
Unless I am working on a commission, I rarely have an idea of where a work is going to take me. I will see a wonderful shape, like a pear or an unusual something on the street, that intrigues me, and that will become the basis for an entire painting. Once I have begun to make some markings on my canvas, I enter into a kind of a conversation with it. The work truly tells me what it needs. I think of each work as a puzzle that has never been solved before. The puzzle is the composition, a unique grouping of shapes. The puzzle is also finding the perfect color. My task is to find the best way to put them together.
Dancing Among the Rowan Trees on the Isle of Mull
collage fabric and acrylic paints on canvas