Many years ago I had a dream, which profoundly affected me. It was during a period of great frustration with my work.
When a friend asked how I would verbalize my frustration, I shrugged and said, "I feel like I'm wearing the wrong jacket."
In the dream I saw wonderful large, unstretched canvases laid out flat on framing tables in a gallery.
They had color harmonies unlike anything I had ever seen, yet felt totally plausible in their reality.
The artist was there and she was very casual about the work to the point of annoyance when I inquired as to where they were painted.
With an imperious and dismissive wave of her hand she said, "Over there," while gesturing to an empty lot across the street.
I looked at the lot then back to the paintings.
She had indeed painted the lot that had gone fallow with its scrubby trees and weeds.
The painting was truthful in its essence but the color and judicious creative decisions had combined to form a Subjective Truth.
I was riveted.
All those years ago that dream set me on a path.
These new works mark a turning point for me and represent a subjective truth --
They are the product of a deeper level of study, subjective choice making and sensitivity I have been endeavoring to get closer to.
It marks the beginning of a new and exciting journey.