The first artists were shamans, so its little wonder that they painted those things that fed them, clothed them, or terrified them. The wildlife that provided both the necessities of life and, on many occasions sudden and dramatic death.
These first artists used images to try to bend reality to their will, and in my work I try to evoke the theme of art as magic as well. I try to capture a movement and life on a flat plane with brush and pigment. Surely breathing life into imagination is alchemy in its purest form. After all, isn’t taking a canvas or blank piece of paper and transforming it into something else entirely, every bit as magical as the transmutation of lead into gold?
For me, art is all about making an emotional connection with the audience, and that’s its own kind of magic.
