WATCH ME tilt
Art is to get a birds eye view of one’s often repetitive perspectives. The artist then leaps into a sea of raw potential, art, the unknown
Embedded cultural experiences are wrought in the fire of observations and experiments conducted in the petri dish of the self itself. The alchemy of Art takes time because we are born Ashtavakras, with disjointed bodies and minds.
Art, a flow of energy constantly giving birth, and swimming in that web of madness, somewhere I sense a stillness, a crazy wisdom in that gap.
The self is such an amazing jumble. Many people, many voices speaking through us and for us. The formidable task is the Art of weeding it out.
Like an alchemist, an artist converts that which rose from deep within, that which had the potential to be converted into art; into gold. The more the artist lost in the fire of his attention, the more he gained.