Howdy! I thought I’d add this blog page to discuss my journey through the art world. I have always been “artistic.” But, I’m also lucky enough to possess a brain which operates well in the world of finance and business, hence my day job working for a bank. Specifically, I work as a manager in Anti-Money Laundering. It’s very interesting and I work with really great people. But, my true passion is art.
I’ve arrived at painting a bit later in life. Currently, I am 47 years old. As stated elsewhere on this site, my art contains something unique in the characters filling the canvases. They developed out of my attempts to learn Arabic writing while living in Al-Khobar, Saudi Arabia. My family was there between 1981 and 1983. Over the decades the writing morphed into what you currently see in my pieces. But I also fill pages of notebooks during meetings at work. It’s just part of who I am.
With all of the above said, my decision to “seriously” start painting occurred over the weekend of September 12, 2015. My wife and I flew to New York to visit a gallery for a show from which we had purchased a painting prior to the opening. Yes, collectors often have access to paintings prior to the opening. Anyway, while in NYC we went to check out the fabulous Whitney Museum of American Art (http://whitney.org/ ). It was there two things converged. First was a quote from the biography of the magnificent artist Robert Kipniss (http://www.robertkipniss.net/). Mr. Kipniss wrote the following about being a professional artist:
“No matter what you do, some people will like it, some people will hate it, and most people won’t care. Do the work you believe in, the work you have to do, and let that be enough.”
I had recently finished the bio and the quote was festering in my mind. The second thing was “the orange painting.” I was standing in front of this painting, which to me looked like the artist hastily hit the canvas with two passes of a roller brush slathered in orange, and called it a day. My eyes scanned the painting trying to determine why it was hanging in this wonderful place? It was at that exact moment the decision was made…I’m going to do this. I am going to do the work I believe in, the work I ache to do, and in the end, that will be enough. Some of you will like mywork, some will hate it, and definitely, most people won’t care in the least.