|View From The Goat Mountain, acrylic, 20x24|
For me, art is all encompassing, sometimes lighthearted, bubbly and joyous. Sometimes it's solid, sobering and clever. And sometimes I don't understand it. Maybe it has a story to tell, or maybe it's just a spark of an idea. Maybe it's a premonition or a crack in the memory, or an inkling of a desire. But the answer to why, is always the same - because it is necessary. Because it communicates. It is always more deserving and rewarding than talk.