Sorting through the studies for the painting, I find bits that particularly intrigue me. One of these bits is that passage where a portion of the blue jay figurine is visible through the handle of the frog teapot. I love passages like that in art and in life. When I was drawing it — strange as it may seem — I thought this particular passage was so marvelous — in the actual things.
Such passages as possibilities in a canvas measuring 60 x 48 inches are somewhat staggering to contemplate (122 x 152 cm). But it doesn’t bother me. It’s not goading like the question of what things mean is goading. It’s a grand opportunity for pleasure. It’s like ranging through a large meadow every square foot of which is filled with wild flowers. The potentials for pleasure are immense.
I think I am basically an abstract painter at heart. I just need things about which to be abstract. Perhaps there’s a measure of abstraction in the things also — or in their meanings — in meaning generally. Maybe meaning can be more flexible and capacious than I realize.