This life is kind of funny.
I’m in a constant pain in my back and neck. It has set with me for years now. Things lessen or dull it but. It hung stops it. So I have to focus to let my color pallet sing out of me. It’s coming.
I sit at my window and look into the stars. All the inspiration comes and I’m dragged to my feet with brush in hand. It is my night time dance for almost 40 years. Life is a record spinning round and round.
Thankfully I found a great artist years ago named Lora Zombie. She started as the fatalist of this painting. And like all my works it evolved.
Always thank your sources kiddos, it means more than you think that they know they are seen.
Love how this one is going.
I remember when I was little it would snow all morning and the sun would melt it by 3:30. Mostly just be a bunch of wet. We would gather round the window in grade 2 excited thinking we would go home because of snow. It was like a super hero. Never really happened that way until high school. We all hated it. They made us take the yellow buses home.
That place was something special. Little bit of rain and the world almost stopped. Inch of snow the everything completely stopped.
I can always tell my dog (Mon) is from NC, she bounces around at the first sign of snow. It’s amazing. Though her love for it dies as soon as she touches the cold, wet snow. It’s very funny. Just an old dog rediscovering snow every year and figuring out she hates it.
This is my first time shooting 200 film. Never tried it knowingly. It’s a bit tricky because you need more bright days for it to work well. Hard part is it’s Winter in Maryland. Bright is not often the vibe.
The studio demons are the early morning vibes I find myself in at 4:30 AM some mornings. No plant is left untouched, nor mask or painting. it would be sweet it they were not so destructive at this age.
It just feels like I’m a work in progress these days .