Destiny Allison
32 years is a long time to do one thing. And I loved it. Sculpting gave me a voice, a way to understand emotional and intellectual responses to experience and relate my discoveries to the world at large. But 32 years doing intense physical labor takes a toll. Aches and pains became real injuries and I knew I had to find a new way to express my creativity and explore the depths of humanness.
I began painting with excitement and trepidation. I didn’t understand how to express in two dimensions or in color. At first I dabbled. My brush strokes were precious. Colors were uniform. Patterns were clear. And I wanted to throw the works against a wall. Frustration led to fury. Fury led to release and over time, I learned. To me, sculpture is poetry. Paintings are symphonies.
My non-objective color fields are full patterned and multi-layered. The palettes are evocative. Forms emerge and disappear, almost recognizable, but not quite. Like Rothko and Pollack (heroes of mine) I encourage viewers to enter a state of mind, to stop and fully immerse themselves in something they don’t consciously understand but feel on an intuitive level. In this meditative state, viewers (and myself as the artist), sit inside a space that’s all consuming, deeply inspiring, and full of beauty.
As I explore relationships, nature, and the human experience through my painting, it is my hope that viewers discover creativity, curiosity, possibility and beauty in themselves.