Oil on canvas; 34 inch x 50 inch; 2009.
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Thursday, January 29, 2009
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About Me
- Charles Vincent Sabba
- Don Quixote was right and those windmills were wrong! I'm a cop and a self declared bohemian artist(a race of obstinate dreamers for whom art has remained a faith and not a profession), It is hard to imagine the two lives co-existing. I once thought that one made the other less valid: A cop can't be an artist and vice versa. I'm an artist living in two worlds: conservative, austere police culture, where individualism and creativity is suppressed; and the art world, where every day is a feast day and uniqueness and creativity are respected. As a cop, the world is black and white. A cop must conform to the conventional standards that society dictates. An artist gets drunk on color and beauty! I’ve learned to fuse life and art in a seamless unity while rejecting the limitations of ordinary existence. A sort of Barresian individual who lives within the narrow margins of conventional society while simultaneously practicing two sets of moral values. “… duplicate your being, have within you two natures, the poet ever dreaming on the lofty summits, and the man, worker-able to knead his daily bread.”-Henri Muger.
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