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(mixed media on cardboard, 30X40, 1998)
"Memories of Love"
"Memories of love" is one of my most rapidly executed paintings. I was twenty at the time, madly in love and impatient. When I started working on this painting I didn't even know what exactly I was working on. I drew something that looked like two figures and ran with it. I kept on adding more and more brush strokes until I felt the painting was done. It took me about three to four hours... I felt some internal pressure to finish the piece right away, which is just the opposite of the way I create my art now.
Nowadays I sit down to paint and take my sweet time. Art is my meditation. I love short brush strokes. I love little brushes. I love details. Sometimes it takes me months to complete a painting… I can work on several artworks simultaneously and if I don't have any tight deadlines I feel no need to rush. I enjoy the process. To me working on a painting is like reading a good book: you don't want to read it too fast because you don't want your enjoyment to end.
The more I think of it, the more I understand that my approaches to my two greatest passions in live (reading and painting) run parallel to each other as I get older. When I was younger and really enjoyed something I had to finish (reading or painting) as soon as humanly possible. I couldn't go to sleep unless I knew how a book ended and I didn't think twice about staying up all night to complete a painting. Since then I acquired an appreciation for knowing how to pace myself. With age I finally realized that knowing how something ends is not as enjoyable as taking your time to discover its contents. I'm beginning to understand that valuing the power of anticipation is one of the major perks of getting older. Patience is not just a virtue; it's a path to happiness.
"Love is like war: Easy to begin but hard to end."
"Art is never finished, only abandoned."
"The nice thing about meditation is that it makes doing nothing quite respectable."