I went to bed last night with my mind in absolute turmoil, could not stop thinking about news and issues.
The last few days I have been drawn to painting a couple of subjects, Buddhas, and horses. At first I could see no reason, but this morning it all came together.
But there is a saying I love; “Chaos - where brilliant dreams are born”.
This morning I grabbed a coffee and immediately started another horse painting. While painting I contemplated the nature of the horse and our Country. The horse was not native to this Country. But it was brought here and built and work our lands, together with cowboys, farmers and ranchers, to help build something wonderful.
Our land is a vast mix of people, plants and animals, some native, some not. How all these mixes work out, depends on if they work together, or if they destroy.
The tumble weed is not native, it causes much destruction, it does not blend in and benefit the land, the Starlings take natural areas away from native birds, but he horse has an iconic role in the portrait of the US.
Sometimes I just have to look at the complicated high tech world and break it down to what I can wrap my mind around.
As an Artist, the subjects I paint may seem random, but I guess they really are not.
Watercolor work in process