4/3/15 Notes to Myself: How much do you know about an artist simply by looking at their work? I've often wondered about the written analysis of art work. While the academic intellectualized interpretation can be helpful I've always had a desire to know a little more about what the artist may have been experiencing. Often that's not possible. I believe I'm drawn to certain subjects for a reason. Part of my process includes accepting that at face value and not analyzing it to death so I can receive the heart of the lesson...if there is one. Usually there is for me. That's where the hindsight comes in. Eggs are a fascinating subject to me. They are beautifully simple. Yet, as simple as they are in form they weren't simple for me to paint. So that's where I began. A few studies for practice on the subject of eggs turned into an exploration. As the studies progressed I thought they would make an interesting larger work if put together in unison as a "composite". In each canvas I made an attempt to capture everyday white and brown eggs in a variety of ways. I started with the shells being split in half. Then I moved into crushing them further and mixing the brown and white together. The whole egg emerged somewhere before moving to exploring the inside yolk and albumen. There was no plan for a final size. The work evolved of its own accord. Upon completion, and with some hindsight, I realized the work had a deeper connection to my life journey. On one hand it mirrored much of how I had been feeling over the past year. Challenged,broken and vulnerable but on the way to something new. It brought perspective to the reality that my life is a work of art; a composite of thousands of experiences. And that in my brokenness I was brought back to my painting. (Perhaps that's the "yolk" or nutritious center of my being.) Equally apparent was the fact that although the "shells" may look different on the outside what lied within was the same! Affirming for me the commonality of the inner human experience. I believe mankind, like eggs, are a fragile species often with cracks in the exterior. They may be hairline and barely visible or significant demarcations. Sometimes the cracks rupture and the shell loses it's power of protection. Perhaps this is the beauty of a broken egg! The possibility of something new emerges.