A stolen sunny morning, picking back up where I left off and then pushing on. Canvases 4-6 (above) in various stages while 1-3 take a varnish layer and dry flat elsewhere in the studio. I layer and layer and though it is time-consuming, it gives the final paintings an otherworldly depth for which I my work is becoming known. I re-introduced the tape line today and we'll see where that goes.
It is strange and delightful working with a cache of surfaces ready. It really seems to serve my need to work on many things at once. It was a rough week at the day job, but a rewarding one. I'm feeling conflicted in my realization that I don't have to compartmentalize my life -or my identity into separate existences. In life, in art, I remain open and go where opportunity leads me and innovation allows me. Painting is largely problem-solving; one sets up a puzzle of sorts when making a painting. This is why I enjoy oil as opposed to acrylic. With oil you have to plan, there is a chemistry at work that has to always be in your consciousness. I paint intuitively, and without predetermined imagery. That apparent paradox is probably a metaphor for my whole being, but what can you do?
Remember, you can enlarge any image by clicking on it. The warmth will return tomorrow and so will I.
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