I find particular pleasure in not only fooling the eye, but also in directing it to a single stroke among thousands of stokes. My brushstrokes are more my signature than my name, for they are unencumbered by language. A simple good design and a strong composition lay the foundation for a successful painting. The latest styles and newest “isms” have little interest to me. I want to be free to respond to what I see in a fresh manner, being a prisoner of no special school. Sometimes the ephemeral cast of early morning light is enough to excite my interest. Or, I may wish to explore a subject in greater depth by doing a series.
“I think people like to look at something they’ve never seen before.” -Dale Chisholm
Jack Douglas Proctor
My artwork gives me my greatest sense of play. When beckoned my muse responds day and night and it often comes in snippets. If not written down it vanishes like a new moon night sky. I remain tethered to my easel and the meditative bliss that comes from spending quality time in the right side of the brain. Seldom does a painting remain the way I first envisioned it.
It seems the canvas has an image of its own in mind and I am its conduit.