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Rick Becker

I try to apply colors like words that shape poems, like notes that shape music – Joan Miro

 

My art – deeply interwoven through my be- ing, is my music, my poetry… the evidence of my existence, which, at a superficial glance, could be labeled chaotic or ab- stract. Yet like all things in life, when con- sidered with a degree of sensitivity, reveals a deeper level of engagement with this mystery we casually call life…it is my solid, passionate response to the stimuli of being alive with it’s imperatives to question …

 

who I am, who you are and why are we here?
Around me I see confusion, pain and chaos.
I see beauty, kindness and forgiveness. I see disorder.
I see order.

 

This is how I then paint… some works are geometric, clinical, painted smoothly and planned to some extent. Others are very spontaneous; the paint applied thickly with a palette knife – a relinquishing of the need to be in control as I allow the paint to run, using diverse methods with liberal experi- mentation to usher the image into unex- plored, intuitive landscapes where colour and energy can speak a truer word than reams of intellectualization.

 

Images are there: waiting to be recognized and that is exciting….invariably I am just as surprised at the end result as anyone else. I’m part spectator, part contributor in the divine process of creation.
There are days when I simply cannot paint, and if I do, the artwork will acquaint itself with the blade of an axe. However, when “it’s happening” and the inspiration is there, nothing else matters at that moment in time and I feel God’s pleasure in me being both authentic and purposeful!

 

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