Transcendental Frames |
Feral Soul, 1997, © HMC
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First came the frame, then the light at first a white light. I thought about creating; the act of creating art. I began thinking about the roots of the artmaking process. I thought our creative soul is still wild and primitive as the artists' that painted cave walls by fire light a long time ago. The fire is now exchanged for a light bulb, nails holding us in our golden cage are strained outward as the power of the soul returns to the wild. |