Living Brush Sculptures - Art Makes Itself

My brushes have a life of their own.
Mostly they lead a long life, immersed in colour parades, they need to be revered at some point - because when they dry, they become sculpture for me.

I may paint and paint and paint for days, weeks even years with the same brush - it will hold many colours, deliver many feelings translated into strokes. A brush is an extension of my heart flowing. It's a conversation that just stopped on the one day I leave it full of wet paint, and walk away.
Yes, I actually forget to clean it, don't have time to clean it, sometimes I just leave it because I have to get somewhere quickly... it's easy to make up stories but i'd rather tell you the truth of what happens when I leave oil paint on my brush, and you switch one type of flow for another. It's like divorce, this new phase of creating brush sculptures.

That's what I am inspired to call it now. Brush Sculptures, Dried Strokes. Stiff Moments. It's a bitter sweet feeling.

Colour excites me. I can feel it like sunlight. It penetrates my pores and I can literally be nourished by colour.
So I paint in very bright colours much of the time. As a matter of fact, I am known for my colours. I paint and breathe colour in, feeling the flow of the energy- the vibration of each thought wrapped like a gift, merging with whimsy... breathing out feels like going down a long slide, oozing contentment. The brush is constantly collecting more paint... talking... and running out of paint. I guess in a way, a brush breathes like that.

When a whole batch of very radiant paintings were made, I really was sad to not use those brushes again. I was sad to have lost their language. And so I wanted to honour them. I put them in a vase and arranged then like a bouquet of flowers, ready for appreciation. It warmed my heart to experience a new thing - an upgrade from garbage back to art.

And so Brush Sculptures are now born in your heart too.
Thanks for taking the journey with this painter. A journey many would never dream of.
Love from The Smile Office.