My first memory of art is seeing hieroglyphics. When we were told we didn't know what they meant, those strange shapes and drawings became so magical.
Years later, I saw the Rosetta stone in the British museum which translated those mystical symbols; those pictures of hawks and eyes were not curses or spells or recipes for love potions. The Rosetta stone is all about taxes and laws and edicts - it is ancient Egyptian admin.
That's why I don't like talking about or explaining art. I could translate everything for you but maybe you you have invented an even more magical meaning. My explanation could be admin to you.
For inspiration, I look around galleries and museums and books and make my own versions of what excites me. I don’t like canvas so much. Maybe one day I will, but until I find a way of using it in a really original way, I am steering clear.
Art is a celebration of being alive. Mine is fun and playful, colourful and chaotic. I like Matisse. There is an interview with Shaquille O’Neal where he announces that, from this day forward, he wants to be known as ‘The Big Aristotle’. I love that! It is mischievous and mysterious and silly. I want my art to be The Big Aristotle!
I don’t like the following words in describing art: explore, interact, investigate, narrative, dialogue, intersection…you should never ask a magician how anything is done! You can’t translate the sound of the rain.
W.O.
