The illusive nature of inspiration
I know nothing about the nature of inspiration, usually when I think I do, it disappears completely! It is mysterious and that is what makes it so appealing. When art is too easily understood or needs to be understood it looses its allure. Clever art that is like some kind of trick or brain tease is not the art I love. No puns, this is one of the reasons that Basho is one of my favourite Haiku poets; because all of his Haiku poems are devoid of all “cleverness” and puns. Saying this, you will probably find one or two in my own work! Though I have not intended to have any.
Often in order to be inspired I have to be searching, as if in the dark going on a journey making awkward often ugly attempts of painting, then over time something happens, each time it feels like it wont, something new and unexpected happens. I am in the middle of one right now and it feels very awkward. It does remind me of giving birth! Paintings are born! You cant really go into it in a half hearted way! The difficult thing with painting may be imbuing it with life and soul. Not necessarily the artists soul, but soul, these are the painting and other pieces of art that have a kind of presence. There can be many different ways of getting there but this kind of describes the road I am on!