the week

This week has been shot to hell due to the fact that my wife is in tech rehearsal for her show, which opens tomorrow. She had to cut two students at the last minute due to their complete and utter lack of responsibility and commitment, so she has created a solo and re-tooled two other pieces in the last 2 days. It's been me and the girls, -which I always love, but which means I'm locked-in after bedtime in the evenings, and have to come straight home from work. No spare time to run, or to paint. I suppose there are parents who would leave their five-year-olds asleep and alone in the house, but I like to think these people are prosecuted.

Thanks to everyone for the tremendous feedback about the current work. I don't crave it and hopefully I don't court it, but I'm human and it feels nice for my work to be appreciated. South Carolina has not been a welcoming place for my paintings, and it's been a long decade. But I'm also aware of the freedom I am enjoying, and the ability to do whatever I want creatively. No matter what happens, no matter where we may be next year, I hope I never lose that perspective. I hope I can always paint as if no one is watching, and make the work that needs to be made and not the work I feel pressured to make.

As I hoped, the current studio routine/project is producing something interesting. I'm still invested in the journey. I have more medium arriving this week and I'll be ready to take back the night starting next week.