Subtle changes in the colors of a sunset. Water's murmuring light
as waves ripple the shore. A mourning dove's blues song at dusk.
The slow, smoky vibrato of a jazz saxophone. Even the silence
at the end of a great poem where new insights resonate. All of these
share a pause, a moment of stillness in the movement between one
place and another. They remind me of the rhythm of a conductor's
baton. There is a particular space inside the upbeat and the downbeat...
between the edges of one chord and another...or along that glowing
phosphorescent crest of a wave just before it breaks.
That's where I love to be when I create art: inside the space between.
I am in motion, riding rhythms. With palette knife or brush in hand, I
explore the layered meaning for me of a profound experience in nature
or a state of mind. I play with color, line and shape until boundaries
dissolve and open to other possibilities. I want to fold into a wavelength,
and feel its frequency as it vibrates from one point in time and space to
the next. I am there, inside the energy of connection. Join me...
Cynthia J. Lee