6x6", acrylic on cradled wood panel
i'm in transition. the old routes feel limiting, but the new ones don't exist yet. experimentation with looseness feels like i don't care. tightness feels (and appears to me) like tightness. someone said to me "your paintings seem lighter lately" and i thought to myself yes, if lighter equals shallow...the real deal is festering, glowing, surfacing, but i haven't been able to get a real glimpse of it yet.
so i paint. at least it isn't paralyzing me, which has happened before. this time it's as if i need to push through it - show up, as they say, and just move the brush. exercise. no weighty commitment in every piece, no analysis of "is it done?". just paint...and wait for the water to clear.
thanks for coming along for the ride.