I call myself “Artist” for want of a better term. There is nothing self-evident in my creative work except the compulsion to do it. Through no intention of my own, I have been pointed out as something apart, a five legged calf, a monster. I have never fought for that position, nor do I do so now to keep it. Yet I may as well at times have felt the winds of megalomania sweep across my brow. But I believe myself to be immune. I need only for one second remind myself of the utter unimportance of art in the human world in order to cool myself down again. But that does not mean the compulsion does not remain.
-VARTIMMEN

Friday, April 25, 2008

For Your Own Safety (detail)


Available FOR SALE
wood, iron, acrylics and hardware cloth on canvas
24” x 12”

Series: The Exile of Profundity & Brilliance

My art is one woman's take on what has happened to me and those around me and what is going on in the world.
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