it's funny, the longer I make art the more I find myself gravitating toward looseness in expression and simplicity of form. when I look back on a lot of my old art, I can tell how tightly I was approaching my lines and shapes, trying so hard to eke out every last bit of detail in an attempt for control. over the art I was making? over my life? the lines are blurred in a way I tried to scrub out in art.
so perhaps the looseness is a sort of letting go, of reconciling with the enigma and uncertainty that is life, from which beauty emerges. I've been practicing looseness by focusing on overall shapes, values, and limited color palettes, all for the purpose of pushing myself away from precision. with less to hide behind, I've found that the true feeling and energy of a drawing, painting, etc. is given a chance to fully breathe. to sit before you in quiet as if to say "hello, how are you?".
Vicki Tsai
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