ARTMARK: June 2011

Thursday, June 16, 2011

Born In Violence

Mark Warren "Turner's Falls" 24" X 32" oil on linen

Traveling

I travel the road but I never arrive. I constantly lose my way, search out side streets and look for shortcuts but I never arrive. I know this can be made to sound like a good thing but it is not.

A Word That Should Be Used More Often

Sophomoric

Main Entry: soph·o·mor·ic
Pronunciation: "säf-'mor-ik, -'mär- also "sof- or "sä-f&- or "so-f&-
Function: adjective
Date: 1813
1 : conceited and overconfident of knowledge but poorly informed and immature <a sophomoric argument>
2 : of, relating to, or characteristic of a sophomore <sophomoric humor>

Wednesday, June 15, 2011

We All Die Alone

Mark Warren "Hermetic Suffering" 12" X 16" oil on linen

He Lives!!

Mark Warren "Falling Over Salem" 12" X 16" oil on linen

Moons and Suns

Tonight I was looking at the cloud shrouded moon, floating behind several dark pines, enjoying how much it echoed a Ryder or Blakelock painting. Is this the only way I can truly enjoy nature? Must I always perceive her through the lenses of art and culture, not to mention science? I sometimes wish I was born 30,000 years ago when I could view the moon with awe and fear. Everyday I would wonder what happened to the sun? And here is the rub: this fascination, this wonderment, would eventually lead to the scientific world we live in today where everything spiritual or awesome has been reduced to synapses and DNA. We have moved so far from nature that we must look at her through some construct. I can't imagine just pure "living".