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WEDNESDAY, AUGUST 13, 2014
Nearing the end of summertime …


2014 has evolved into a year that can be summarized with one word: transition. At the beginning of the year, the existence I knew unraveled and a new existence has been growing and evolving to replace the previous one. Sometimes, a day consists of simply trudging, taking each step deliberately with effort to keep my journey pointed forward. So I paint. And think. And dream. And second-guess. But always, I attempt to live intentionally to paint.

This is no big, grandiose gesture. I’m simply reaching for and grasping with dear life that thread of my existence that I don’t want to lose. Ever. Like a flowering vine reaching for its trellis, I reach for my pencils, my brushes, my tubes of paint - all my tools that help me create - and I paint and hold on as my journey continues and life goes on.
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               (Color test for different blacks)

Over the past few months of this journey, I’ve been working on a painting that was initially conceived as painting about the cold dark moody water of a deep lake - a lake that has secrets and keeps them suppressed.
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Since the beginning, however, this painting has taken on a life of its own, evolving into a painting about night and the faint illumination of moonshine.
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Then, for a few weeks, it took a conceptual turn toward the moonshine obscured by clouds.
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As I worked on this painting with the factual knowledge of what has been transpiring and unfolding in my life, I can’t help but marvel at the subtle, almost shifty ways that my creative subconscious wrestles with and processes these twists and turns with such eloquent but powerful results. In its final form, this the clouds have departed and the painting has returned to illumination: the glow of the moon and the luminous rays of the northern lights dancing together across the night sky.
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I hope that you will check into my Facebook page periodically as new paintings take shape: www.facebook.com/RGatesPaintings

Enjoy these last remnants of summer!


 

IT HAS BEEN SAID THAT ART IS A TRYST. FOR IN THE JOY OF IT,
MAKER AND BEHOLDER MEET.  KOJIRO TOMITA