As an Artist, of visual and written works, raised and educated in the Ottawa region, a back ground in environmentalism and a variety of trades.  Life is the depth of a great river every single current heading towards a vast ocean.  I prefer to view the sky thinking of my place on this tiny little sphere and how I can become lasting or vital being within it.

I don’t remember the 70’s even though I was born in them, I wore bellbottoms as a toddler and as a teen, preferring for the majority of my life to have my tuque cover my eyes and look out the slot, down the ridge of my nose.  I’ve been called an eccentric not really knowing how that is possible but the effect of other’s opinions especially on that subject are hard to attain or argue.  Could be that I am viewed as loud, even as a silent person, I can leap into some situations or ect; that could point me out as too opinionated myself.

I think of life; the obscurity of matter and thoughts being provoked as now I have to try to view myself.  The projects of late are of the completion to the next chapter of my life and I have written about it in “MOSS” sub title “provoking thoughts and a distorted identity”.  All the way to the abstract and the indifference of identity in every symbolism I saw in the arrangement over those three years, each title a unique venture as a poet.  To the point where I am not to sure how to speak of myself in any context without a rational process; now as I am, there is no rational process, within expression only method.

I have decided to be a rebel and to be old sitting in my rocking chair, with children and appreciating wisdom, hardships, love, fear, joy, every thought to come as I want to accept.  I think that as an artist even with these changing times I enjoy a brush and a notebook.  I will always comeback to my grounded self to enjoy life in the immediacy, as art is a physical impossibility.

Even in my own or the worlds mediums of artistic creations become drastically different I will still enjoy painting and keeping a notebook.  Lately I’ve worked on some of the most important compositions of my career and I would rather my expectations be high.

Since the time I felt it necessary to break my normal imagery into realizing that abstract can be anything as expressions and inundated moments of thoughts in my visual and written forms.  As an antithesis of the reality or conventional character based formations, due to their repetition it is the reasoning behind my obscurity and difference, a translation.  To intensively making of impressionable statements condensed or otherwise, provoking to a core of my insight, questions and vague never conditioned answer.  Not the conditions of an exact explanation as moments in one composition differ from the moments before and after as the art is given form representing that moment or rationalization.  

Of a raw creative base to push and maintain boundaries, however important it is to break those walls and barriers to igniting a siren.  The consistency is the compromise that I’ve equated because it works and over time or project is the push to experience.  Opening new doors and the interpretations become encompassed just a novel fragmented would still reveal the plot or narrator, character and to not indulge is the nemesis of the encounter.  

With the artists I have worked with, I think I have understood more, to the point I wait and experiment, to associate outside of my own means, original on the wider spectrum and I appreciate understanding the compression and varieties of compositions found under each influence.

“No one has a true personalized theme song, but lyrics are meant for everyone.”

I often feel the need to diffuse my process and interceptions vary in the explanation, to connect the obscurity that encompass my work.  As I hit on one thought, styles of expression differ from one another, but in total each interaction or artwork created is from that same vain.  Just different moments or times in my life provoke a different way that I choose with to express myself at that time.  The truly condensed even when simplistic take weeks if not longer to spell them out, with the proper execution of the intentions as some take moments.

“Influence is a vast network with many options down to the speck.  Every story is a code or transaction of something already experienced that have developed on each transaction, intensive or not.  It will effect the outcome of another that is written or otherwise.”

 

Adam Fraser Davidson   July 2005