I don’t know how other artists create-I think about creation all of the time because it mesmerizes me. I used to be a potter and I can’t think of any way better to learn about how to create than sitting at a potter’s wheel with a very malleable substance such as clay. The thing about clay is that it changes while you are working with it. Touch is the most important sense-you begin to see with your fingers, to understand what it wants. It is a partner to be danced with, to be coaxed, to improvise with. As a result spontaneity is the key.
Making pottery for some reason naturally morphed into making collage. Not digital collage, but with photos I take and print on my printer and then alter. Paper is very visceral in its texture, very alive. It breathes and changes, it yellows with age. It feels alive. And, most importantly for me, it can be wet and wiped creating even more texture using pigment ink, pastel and watercolor. What I learned from making pottery I have applied to making collage-create spontaneously by taking a visual cue and feel from what you have just done, and then later refine. But the real take away is that creating is not a static process: it is ever evolving-evolving in the collage itself, evolving second by second or planting a seed to be taken into the next one. Creation is like nature: it is nature. It must be imaginative and aware of a process that goes from nothing to something-like a flower.
So why Randomly Speaking? One day I decided to use a lot of random bits of photos that were left out of other collages. But this time where the pieces went wasn’t planned. I mixed them all up in a box face down so I didn’t have a say in the matter as to where they “should” go. The only rule I had was a predetermined pattern of how I would glue them onto my wood base. The result was Country Bloom. Of course once I had the base layer I altered it adding in figures which I made by using stamps. The thing I kept wondering is how could such a random process create something so harmonious? The pieces seemed to be placed just right. I added to them, but what came through was exactly what should have-a randomness that I couldn’t have consciously created. Creation grows and I am still as stumped by it, though in constant wonder. It makes me want to delve deeper, deeper into intuition, into the feel of the thing, deeper into who we are with this conscious drive to create.