For a very long time, I have been fascinated by how time works. Is time a man-made concept or something that happens naturally? For a lot of people, time is linear. We wake up, we go to work, we come home, we go to bed. In between all that time, a lot of stuff happens to us that shapes our perception of who we are and what our place in the world is.
But I also know time folds. Time is not the linear progression people are conditioned to believe. Time moves forwards and backwards. Time is tied to gravity – something I’m still trying to wrap my head around.
As a visual artist, how do I work this fascination with time into my art? It’s an on-going ponder. For now, I presenting a new piece that might solve the problem. Your interpretation may be quite different and that’s OK. It’s what art is meant to do ~ give people new perspectives on the world around them.
This is a visual story of cycles and time. The native prairie flowers have lost their bloom in fall and now bow their heads to an upcoming winter (The Future). The random pedals are remnants of their flowering prime (The Past). The bumblebee in the upper left foreshadows the coming spring and summer (The Future) when these native prairie flowers will once again be in full bloom, full of nectar for the bees (and other pollinators), while the previous season’s flowers will breakdown to replenishing the soil. (Continuum) What we see in the painting is The Present.
I could also add that time makes up a lot of the artwork I do. While I don’t work on a terribly large scale (pieces range from 10 x 10 to 14 x 20 to sometimes 20 x 30 inches), there’s a lot of detail and process involved. Any given piece of art I create takes, on average, 30 to 40 hours to complete. The operative word is “process.” I enjoy the journey far more than the destination.
Inspiration for this piece comes from Lebanon Hills Regional Park in Eagan, Dakota County, Minnesota and a part of a developing Native Wild Spaces series. I‘m embarrassed to say I don’t know the actual name of these wildflowers but with spring in our future, I soon will find out. Really, it’s about time I do.