from

seed

to tree

to forest

 

watch

these

art

worlds

grow . . . .

 

Multifarious is

NAVON'S ART

 

L P N  has practiced and taught a variety of visual arts

across oceans, decades, metamorphoses and atmospheres.

These crafts and media have included:

• calligraphy

• graphic design

• illustration

• judaica art

• photography

• sacred geometry, etc.....

 

Have a look see in the listed categories....

 

Meanwhile, here's an extended "Artist's Statement"

written for an exhibition L P N participated in back in 2010:

 

 

ARTIST'S STATEMENT :  L P N ' s My pathway through the visual arts began in earnest with my first passion, writing poetry. As a lover of words as powerful packets of sound, rhythm and meaning, I became interested in enhancing their visual presentation as well, and so taught myself calligraphy, first learning several Roman styles and later, as a Judaic mystic immersed in Kabbalah, I learned to calligraph (and love) the letters of Hebrew as ideograms of great and sacred power. The wish to be both more precise and creative with my calligraphic layouts led me to learn graphic design, and from there flowed an evolving desire to draw, illustrate and photograph our miraculously complex universes, from the loose irregularities of actual landscape, natural or urban, to the stricter abstract geometries of fractals and mandalas. Eventually, I learned to express these diversities in digital mode, excited by electronic increases of speed, precision and ease of variation. A special abiding interest continues in marrying word and imagery, which also informs my other main creative practice as a singer-songwriter. Looking beyond these more formal aspects, the substance of my work attempts to embrace a wide spectrum of concerns: ranging from interest in nature as a web of holograms exquisite in every detail, to human interaction and relationship in a multicultural world, as well as a love of metaphysics and the search for illumination, individuation, and integration. In that regard, though my main lens is now primarily a kabbalistic one, having studied many other religions and consciousness-raising systems, I believe in a progressive, eclectic, inclusive approach to practice and conviction. The fundamental principle of my art resides in seeing all visual entities, not only as being beautiful and dynamically balanced in their own right, but always also inherently as potential symbols within larger contexts: individual elements always hinting beyond themselves in spiraling outward and inward arcs — as do we. Thus the yin and yang of the secular and the sacred... the specific locale and the cosmos (micro/macro)... the individual and the group (internal/external)... the surface aesthetic and the layered meaning (objective/subjective)... the simplicity of the zen moment and the complexities of history (or, a philosophy of here-and-now acceptance vs. the heroic temptation towards eternal transcendence)... and the perpetual challenge to find Syntheses between all these dualities... march in endlessly grand parades I’m always – at least subliminally – striving to be aware of... then to capture and convey... through the various media I frolic through. The flow of a stroke of a calligraphed letter has its own joy but truly succeeds only if it relates well to the whole letter and the letter then to the word and the word to the entire phrase and the phrase to the actual idea — all this often in relation to images in a larger composition. Thus my art, poetry, music, photography, and imagining illuminations jive with what all perceive, to varying degrees: endlessly ironic juxtapositions everywhere surround us, mixing up ancient icon with modern quirkiness and the harmonic with the chaotic, sometimes in the most unexpected places. And since manifestation must always shift into its own absence, and clarity must dance with confusion, and speech, ultimately, fail, and fall to the backdrop of silence... L P NAVON A LANDSCAPE (IN WORDS) Beads of dew in morning on the spider’s wispy webs are gone by the time the Sun invites us for some sunspun tea sipped incrementally So are our days and years (soon gone) as Finches & Sparrows chatter in the bushes daring to interpret their varied flighty dreams Then rising hushed as black holes’ shadows the darting ones paint the far horizon there where our Parents now lay buried ferried into the toothy mossy Silence Mean-while those dark flocks of all our doom-dumb downed ambitions dent not a Star some too early many way late and yet Yet We Are . . . .

 

 

 

 

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