‘Mariner’s Condom’ & Other Assorted Abstracts

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As I wrote about on my ‘About’ section, my art reflects my moods.  I’ve been drawn to soft but dramatic, fiery red, contrasting color macro florals. I can’t even look at them now. These days, I feel a resurgence of defiance and contrariness – is there such a word? – there is now! So, I’m attracted to my abstracts and will show some of them, until of course, I shift moods.

Mariner Condom.JPGShadows of Soiled Intentions.JPGOne day I fell, looked up and was reborn, for a few minutes as I lie flat, in awe.JPGSo Many Memories.JPGTropical Puget Water.JPG

I’ve heard from many people that, in general, they just don’t get it – can’t understand (or like) abstracts. I was one of those people – never could see the message until I worked in fine arts photography. In my work, one of the greatest blessings is the ability of ‘not’ having to think, but rather to create from another sense, a far less critical, more spontaneous place or pure creativity. This sixth sense has far less rules, no limitations – unless of course I choose to accept someone’s rules – which I DON’T! I shoot what I feel. It’s all about feeling -whatever it is I feel, I feel it. It’s the normal everyday things that go unnoticed – there is such great beauty everywhere I look – when I blur my brain and really see with my heart.

Back to my point and explain this ‘blur’ thing – I look at things and somewhat blur my eyes so as not to destroy the image with my brain. I just see the shapes, the texture and color. And I stay with the subject until it speaks to me – until I see what it is that it wants to tell me. OK, you think I’m nuts – well, who isn’t? I just admit it.

So, abstract, to me, is the ultimate creative outlet – absolutely no boundaries! My titles often provide a glimpse into what I see. But what I see isn’t important – it’s what you see. And no one is right and no one is wrong – everyone wins with abstract, unless you are some snobby art critic that thinks they know something – which they don’t. They can only compare – there is no freshness, no uniqueness – just repetition of the same old crap.

The art doesn’t need to say anything – it just is what it is. I work an object till it tells me what to reveal and then I feel it – no more, no less. So, love it. Hate it. It’s all good because it’s only your opinion and that only counts, for you. My work, is my opinion. I hope you like and if not, well, you know my opinion.

Let me know your opinion sometime. (email info at ‘ABOUT’ section of the website).

Louie

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