How many times have you gone somewhere and found something beautiful or interesting that you wanted to remember? It happens all the time. You want to remember it so you can tell someone about it. You might remember a sunset and say it is pretty, but it’s better if you can say why it is so. You might feel the need to offer your experience to others. If you tell your friend about it, you end up trying to express this in an urgent and meaningful way, to state a legitimate case for your feelings. It happens everyday. The only difference between just someone and an artist is that an artist goes out of their way to look for this experience. When they find it, they can’t go on without transforming it further; as if objectifying it in an art form settles it in a certain significant way. An artist just can’t help himself. Even an artist working in a non objective style approaches the materials and forms of art this way. It becomes a need which satisfaction is the need.
We all gather what is important close to us. Painters gather styles, forms of Art, substance, line, color, means of application etc. We revel in the appreciation our Art hero’s. We believe that there is always something new to see. We expect one more canvas. We throw paint around believing it will all become significant endlessly. It is all either transcendent or crazy. It is at least a positive approach to the world. In a big way, this is exactly what a collector does. The Art object becomes an element of language that expresses what one cannot express otherwise about things. A wall with Art hanging on it becomes as much more than just one side of a space, but reflects the nature of who inhabits that space. Considering all this, the Artist’s job borders on a sacred trust; an honor; a moral imperative.
– Christopher Strunk