Zen Gardens have stepping stones. They calm the heart and still the mind to bring focus and tranquility. They are intended, step by step to bring about a pause. A line to trace. A movement through. To gather stillness. Breathe.
Paintings can be like these gardens. Line is language. Useful and eloquent. One plans. Contemplates. Opens up the mind.
The artist ponders, plans the paths. The lines. The shapes. Directions. Essences. Nuance. And what comes in between. How does one get from here to there and then come back again? There are two paintings underway. Each has its own intent. One you see is a glacier sand stream, another a simple blue line painting of a pastry to fit between two others. I'll show you these tomorrow. Meanwhile...breathe...perhaps find your own zen garden.
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
Posted by Janice C. Cartier at 5:23 AM