I have had people ask me, what draws you to a subject? Why do you paint what you do? What inspires you?
As an introvert, I think on these questions often, and sometimes the answer changes. Sometimes it is a vision I’ve seen in my mind that needs to be expressed. Sometimes an image in real life when I’m shaking my head and saying, “No one would ever believe this is real if I painted it…”
Most often though, what I paint is an expression of the ephemeral qualities of life, a moment in time. The drawing above is a prime example. I sat on this photograph for years. I knew I wanted to draw him, and I also knew that I didn’t have the skills at that point in time. So what I did, is to draw my way through 4 drawing books, 3 by Andrew Loomis and another fellow (I’ll have to look it up since it isn’t coming to me at the moment) until I felt comfortable approaching this image.
To me, this photograph of a man was a window into his soul. I didn’t want to do the drawing until I knew I could do it justice, and express what I saw there. The most amazing thing to me about this whole thing is that I thought I could do it!