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

Monday, March 17, 2008

I Don't Know Karate But I Know Karazy

33" x 36"
iron, bronze, copper, wood & acrylics on canvas

Artist statement:
I despise “The Man” and “Big-Box Stores” but I believe if Vince would have been able to pick up a venti-quadrupple shot-peppermint mocha latte with whipped cream and browse the isles at Michaels and Home Depot before approaching the easel he might not have painted The Potato People, Starry Night or so many sunflowers. But most likely he still would have ended up with that bandage on his ear.

NFS - Artist Private Collection

ORIGINAL ART 2008 Created for "Pleased to Meet You": http://www.caffeinesouth.com/
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