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.
Art is a celebration of being alive. Mine is fun and playful, colourful and chaotic. I like Matisse and Shaquille O’Neal. There is an interview with Shaq (find it on Youtube!) 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 full of life. I want my art to be The Big Aristotle! And just because Shaq may have been joking, it doesn’t mean he was a joke. He did win 4 championships after all.
W.O.
