Andy Clarke is a self-taught artist from North Babylon, New
York, USA.
In 1998, after a particularly painful meeting at work, I looked
at some of the doodles on my notepad and impulsively decided
to take up brushes and do a painting based on one of them. Over
the next few years I continued to paint, at first sporadically
and then with increasing frequently. By 2003 I was painting
on a regular basis, and began exhibiting my works at local cafes
and bookstores, and in 2005 my paintings were first exhibited
in galleries.
Painting has become a part of my life, a way to express myself
and to keep myself sane.
Carl Jung, commenting on the process of creating poetry, wrote
of the extraverted type of poet:
“
These works positively force themselves upon the author; his
hand is seized, his pen writes things that his mind contemplates
with amazement… He is overwhelmed with a flood of thoughts
and images which he never intended to create and which his own
will could never have bought into being. Yet in spite of
himself he is forced to admit that it is his own self speaking,
his own inner nature revealing itself and uttering things which
he would never have entrusted to his tongue.”
That is the type of painter that I find I am; I don’t choose
what I paint, my paintings just come through me, channeling my
inner thoughts and feelings in a way that nothing else can.
In addition to painting I draw, play on the computer more than
I should, and spend far too much time working as a sales analyst.
I'm married for over 10 years now to a beautiful woman who loves
my artwork and acts as my artist's rep. We have no children
and no plans for children, but do have a very cute bunny.
Mission Statement:
As a visual artist, it’s hard for me to write a ‘mission
statement’. This is because a very strong basis of
my art – perhaps the heart of it – is my inability
to communicate.
Words and language are a social construct – they depend
upon shared meanings, upon a usage that is traditional and collective. But
such communal constructs are blunt instruments, communicating
only to the extent that their users understand and agree upon
their meaning. There are things that such words cannot
communicate – things too subtle, too individual, too nuanced
to be imparted by a shared construct.
The communication of such things, therefore, falls to art. These
are the paintings that burst out of me almost fully formed, the
things that I cannot keep inside me and cannot externalize in
any other way. I cannot tell you what is in my mind, what
is in my soul, but I can try to the best of my artistic abilities
to show you such things. What was once only within me,
I can now attempt to impart to others. I can share my innermost
thoughts, ask you to join me in my inner world. I can show
you my hopes, my fears, and my fancies that you could otherwise
never share with me. That is my art.
Andy Clarke, February 2005
Andy Clarke Arts
www.AndyClarkeArts.com