I see the world no longer as something separate from my mind.
After having been an artist for so many years, I now see the world as a living canvas connected to my sight and other senses. Every day when I look at nature around me, depending on the weather, my state of mind, or the natural sounds, the landscape transforms before my eyes and takes the form of a painting.
On windy days I might “see” the trees being beat about the atmosphere as Soutine painted his trees.
Walking down a city street the surrounding buildings begin to morph into a cubist arrangement of geometric design.
A chicken walking in a field on a stormy day becomes a torrent of motion and colour.
Wherever I am, whatever I am doing, nature becomes a painting. My thoughts are generated by colour, design, and texture.
In Greek and Roman mythology, The Muses were the nine goddesses—daughters of Zeus and Mnemosyne—who presided over the arts and sciences.