 Inside the artist studio depicts the artist at work or play. Here I free to be as I AM and who I AM. This is intuitive, creative, alive, passionate, emotional, and most of all Liberty to create an existence; as I see it: feel it; and understand it to be. I purposefully created a sacred environment that is conducive to the Art of making Art. I become fully concentrated and focus, and then my mind becomes still. I am able to connect on many levels of consciousness or awareness, which yield serenity, tranquility, and inner peace. Nowhere on earth have I found such reverence, not in the Grandest of Temples or the in Greatest of Churches has such serendipity for me as to when I am painting. My personal understanding of this Energy Force is that it brings wisdom and self-realization that can only exist in the realm of creation whose essence is Devine.
 My studio space is strictly Bohemian in style. Every object is dedicated to my work and passion for creating Art. I rarely let anyone sees me paint, as I cannot allow the energy of anyone else has to contaminate the Creative flow. My concentration would be broken, and usually intruders need something, which means, interruption on many level. My hours that I spend in the studio are long and without human contact. In the creative energy, my oil paints, my bushes, and my music, converge to produce something worthy of appreciation.
There is always Music emanating from the wall, windows and door of the Studio. . I am eclectic in my musical selections, from Contempary, classic Rock, Hard Rock, Country Music, and ultimately Operas. The volume is turned way up, tuning out the ring of the telephones, and any other pressing matter or demands of my everyday life. I am almost like a babbling fool, I cannot think, feel, or see anything but the work at hand. With each piece of musical notes that ponds my senses, it brings, a wave that washes over me and refine my emotion. Such emotions transport me face-to-face with my Creative Spirit. The energy that resides deep within the seat of my soul and bacons me to part take in it joys. The creative energy stays until it feels that I have reached the point of satisfaction. This energy demands perfection and it knows my abilities, and socraticly encourages me forward to attain my balance within its realm... Here I am Perfect. As I AM. Sometimes, I am amazed that I have exceeded my own expectations.
Here are some rare images of me in my Loft. |
