Tuesday, April 1, 2008

Perfection



I love painting so much. Duh…that‘s obvious. The thing is, sometimes I worry that I’ll jinx it because I might love it too much. It makes me nervous. My theory is that perfect things cannot exist. It’s not that it’s impossible to achieve perfection, it’s just that when something is perfected there is no tension keeping it in existence. The yin/yang works for me, the tension of both sides together keep it whole and balanced. If those two sides became one in the same…poof! It’s gone.
What this really all means is that I’ve spent too many hours alone in the studio. Although I’m loving what I’m doing…there is a little bit of insanity accompanied with tuning intensely in to the other realm to which painting becomes the portal. Sigh…I need to get out more.
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4 comments:

I Am said...

Seems to me that in God's realm there would be no yin and yang, no tension and yet perfect wholeness. Perhaps you have glimpsed what that is like.

Cassandra Barney said...

perhaps...

Gritty Pretty said...

when are you going to paint me? i'm holding my breath and turning blue...
xo,quel

Deanna said...

One definition of perfection is "An instance of excellence." I like that better because it seems to be less than perfect and more practical to achieve more often than what I perceive perfection to be. It simplifies perfection for me.

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