Henry Fernau | Untitled Landscape
My panic and anxiety come in sporadic but strong waves. I’ve found, as time goes on, what fosters and drives them is less important than how I cope with them. My artistic impulses, while technically honed through study, have at their root always been a means of self-regulation. I try not to think when I paint. I’ve come to learn my autopilot, free of internal scrutiny, does my art and sense of equilibrium wonders. Like a long aimless drive after too much time in one area, the process of art-making helps me change the channel from chaos to calm.