"...Art brings man's concepts to the perceptual level of his consciousness and allows him to grasp them directly, as if they were precepts..." - Ayn Rand
Since tattooing the bio organic piece titled "Light", I've caught myself wondering what it is exactly that I love about it so much. My first reaction [to myself] was, "Because it's awesome." I wish I could leave it at that, but this is not the case. While it is a solid tattoo, it is, in fact, unfinished; therefore, as it obviously needs refinement, one cannot simply call it a great piece. As I thought about this more one conclusion was drawn, I love this piece of art because it's mine.
The reason I'm so fascinated by my latest work is that it wasn't just "custom," it's 100% mine. The image as a whole, the pieces of it, they aren't found aren't found on a search engine, it's not even a replication of something found in nature. From my mind to canvas this was pure, unadulterated creation. Don't mistake me. I don't mean pure as in "unconscious art", where the artist "creates" a randomized abstraction and claims that his work "cannot be explained" - that's called bullshit. Rather, I perceived this thought/ image and made it a reality - three weeks ago what I created did not exist anywhere. That's all I've been able to put into words thus far, and I'm satisfied.
"For those who understand, no explanation is necessary; for those who don't, none is possible."