I am fascinated by paper and paint. Where did they come from? In whose grey cells did they first originate? What inspired the invention of paper? It occurs to me that paper was invented because of human relationships and out of a desire to communicate and to share. And Paint? Paint was also born out of a need to communicate and to express something. And the union of the two together? It speaks of the deep innate human need to express and to share thoughts and ideas. In this technological age when computers do it all and never a pen is lifted or a brush dipped, these ancient images are powerful to me. Consider all the stages, choices, errors and triumphs which must have occurred before paper was a solid sheet, rather than a pile of mush. I wonder if the people who looked on at the inventors of paper thought they were wasting their time playing in the mud! I wonder about the first natives who dipped their fingers or sticks in a bowl of berry juice and drew a picture. Did their family think they were a little crazy? And yet a spark of the divine inspired these two priceless inventions.
As a collage artist I have found myself as a citizen in the world of paper and paint. It is almost like a parallel world. This is a place where I can travel, refresh, take inspiration, receive wisdom and be healed. It is a form of meditation for me. My whole body is drawn into this meditation and it becomes a part of me. All my senses, thoughts and prayers are given a new perspective as I walk among the papers and the paints.
And then we add the spirit of color! Color is another world all to itself. It goes on and on to the heights and depths. Where man, gravity, heat, cold, sound, light and water cannot go…color goes on. I believe that color is a powerful , silent force in our world and that most of us are missing the point. Color invites us in and its message is that life is deeper, eternal and joyful.
A subject of recent interest to me is the area of handwritten letters and how they symbolize the “more gentle age” in which I grew up. A time when people were not all in a hurry, but were willing to take the time to sit and write a letter to friends and loved ones. I enjoy incorporating pieces of these letters in some of my works in honor of their wholesome beauty.