Seeing the wispy evanescence of clouds, their impossibly complex dynamic patterns, and their fluid ever-changing reality is working its way into my eyes, through my neurons, into my mind.
Clouds under sun, chambered space, vaulted, architectonic, cavernous, reticulate, striated, grisaille, flecked, sinewy, tenuous webs; filamentary, prismatic networks, airy brilliance, complex dimensional, silken, extensive, expansive, nets; threaded, watery air; cloud-streams, rivers, lakes, oceans of clouds, seas afloat, roiling architecture, instantaneous, shape-shifting, transforming without end; pearl nebulae, pawing through cold blue space, solid air, sensations of your inner regions, seeing the tenuous vaporous extensions, bulging white flesh, strung between beams of Sol; flying buttresses in the sky, concatenations of clear water, processions of progeny, tugging the horizon’s heritage beyond my view, genealogy of clouds, overwhelming the skyscape; entire, river-bottom pebbled, suspended waterfalls, instabilities of vastness, disturbance of flow; a porthole opens, azure sky pushing through, wide-spreading whirlpools, onrush of wind, cooling eddies of downward flow, warming heaving up, consuming invisibilities.
My work is about this process. It’s how “things” get translated through networks of events, patterns, sensations, experience, and how they become thoughts. The quantum structures and patterns of things, events, processes in the world are perceived, apprehended, and effect changes in my being. This feedback becomes the work – a transformational emergence reflecting the universe, nature, and the world as perceived, conceived, created, and then perceived again as art.
Things are in constant states of flux. They’re patterns of energy, discrete states changing instantaneously into forms from formlessness and back again. The act of perception occurs via the senses that translate physical effects upon patterned grids of neurons – the pointillist assemblage of rods and cones in the eye, through nerves to the brain.
This is what I draw and paint and write about – how things appear to me and how they appear in my work. This is how I see and comprehend my experience of the world. It has to do with the unimaginable complexity of the universe, our perception and comprehension of it, and of ourselves. At the bottom of it all is the sense I have that my work is a reflection and representation of what is outside of us and within us simultaneously and at any instant.
up there in solid blue air
architecture of vapor
white water rapids
they move cautiously
aware their dissolution
Image: “The clouds are my thoughts,” by Tullio DeSantis, digital image, 2010.