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The Writings and Art
of
John Heuser
I was raised in a family of artists. The center of
this was my mother, who rose in her profession as an art educator, while
I absorbed artistic sensibilities during my formative years. I owe a large
part of my technical development to this fact. In a liberal atmosphere of artists,
cultural variation, and family upheaval in the San Francisco Bay Area, I
learned a sensitive regard for the arts. I also obtained a sensitivity to
differences among people.
My father died an untimely death when I was 10. We
were suddenly uprooted from our provincial Southwestern Colorado valley, and we
faced many unhappy challenges. But it was this tragic rip in our family fabric
that allowed me to develop my special view of the world. From my mother, I
learned welding; how to pour bronze for small sculpture, using a trashcan for a
furnace; the basics of design; how to use paints; and techniques of drawing the
figure. These were gifts forged in the fires of a difficult life.
During various periods as an artist, I have thrown
myself into photography, airbrushing, woodworking, drawing, painting, ceramics,
metalworking, and computer art.
Currently,
I am earning my doctoral
degree in psychology, a discipline that has augmented my imagination with
rich imagery from an integral view of consciousness.
