As the weekends so come the round up. You get me. I do love this new painting. I wish I had this that high from 30 years ago. I’m an old painter and flow with it.
Tom and I had a show earlier this week. It was fun. I think I’ll go back to doing more.
The act of starting a painting. It’s the calms before the storm.
I do enjoy feeling more connected to my work. I feel like I leave part of my soul with it for it to bake. Madness, I know.
I have just been doing this forever and there are moments where I don’t care about anything I’m doing so I pause it all. The wall is real. I feel better with it like this. It means so much more when I start it this way.
Do you have any traditional things you do before beginning anything? Let me know in the comments.
I miss NC sometimes but still in my big age hate it too. Go figure.
Art has the freedom that sets you free in the quiet moments. All I want in the world is the paint to feel the canvas in that moment. All the colors are flavors.
I feel inspired by all the new faces. Hopefully they will be as great as you all. Something amazing about all of you to me. I just ramble and paint. Thank you.