The chicken and the egg in my art.

My paintings have gently turned in a new direction, over the eight years that have flown by since the last exhibition. In tandem with the changes that have swept over me during this time. Both influencing each other. The art and the person.

And that is my 'chicken and egg'. Which came first? Did the 'person' change the art, or did the art change the 'person'? Now, after difficult periods of introspection, the paintings truly feel like a reflection. Like a feeling of peace, of cosmic love and gratitude, projected onto the expressions of Ganesha's form on the canvas.

Perhaps, as a single-subject artist for more than a quarter century, the subject has now become a part of an inner image. One that the act of painting brings out as a 'projection'. And, that image has truly changed. A lot! As Kandinsky says in his 1910 volume of Spirituality in Art, "The form is the outer expression of the inner content".

Which brings me back to the chicken and egg, with apologies to Kandisnky, but is the form the expression of the inner, or the other way around?

Or is it just simply, something more?

Could it both just not be, actually one?