Nothing You Ever Do Is Collected In One Moment (A Two Worlds Collide Remix)
Perfection can be found over time when you follow your instincts….
Something other than remaining…
I often wonder when a work of art is finished. What defines a piece as being complete; needing no further creative intervention on the part of the artist? Perhaps nothing (completion) is ever collected in one moment. If as artists, we seek to embrace the process, then it is possible that perfection is truly the antithesis to what we hope to accomplish; the creation of great art, the connection with self, and the freedom to allow instinct to govern.
Instinct is a mystery. It has no ending. No point at which it is defined.
When I create a work of art, I first view it as a part of a whole. That whole being one that is infinite.
– A life time of creating.
That which is the part of a whole, only serves to contribute to a never-ending journey; the idea of nurturing the creative instinct that lies within the realm of the visceral. While at times abandoning conscious decision-making.
Sometimes it serves us well to know that the perfection that is born of one’s decision, is not the perfection that is found over time …
In the end trust in the mystery….