The things that appear clearly to me are not always those to which I pay attention. Objects that sit just beyond the range of physical clarity often capture my attention with greater urgency. Sometimes this means not seeing what is directly in front of me and that is not always easy or comfortable. Or safe.
And yes, sometimes obscurity is at the root of this seeing, of the way I can make images as enigmatic and twisted as words, designed to confuse as much as enlighten.
But here is my difficulty - how can I convey the multiple layers of shape and texture and color, intellect and emotion that truly come from places beyond myself without calling on veils and mists? It seems self-evident - this is not so much to obscure as to emphasize the complexity of the commonplace, that is at the heart of this invisible seeing, this on-going exploration into a hidden landscape. I don't always do it with sufficient courage to allow incongruity to become large enough to encompass - and transcend - the familiar. Yet all I can do is the best I can do. And keep on trying.