Painting is as much an exercise in using my brain as it is my paintbrushes. When I think about the various styles of art, my heart wants me to fit into one style, but my vision, practicality and brain dictate alternate styles. Trying to reconcile these and make things work cohesively requires thought. My artistic expressions are a true balance of head and heart.
I work predominantly with acrylics but am stretching to include wood and metal. I like to keep things simple, but save something old in whatever I do.
It has only been the last few years that I have had the time to focus more on my artistic endeavors. It is rewarding and therapeutic at the same time. As my vision deteriorates, it just motivates me to try harder to get the image I see to appear on paper. This has forced me to work smaller than I have in the past.
What a person can do is more important than what they can’t do or how they get to the end goal. Being a blind painter is about the power of my mind and doing what others think I can’t do. Because I can.
