Sometimes something completely unexpected and out of your control occurs that makes you realize how quickly life can get really out of control. You then realize how very unimportant some things are which were so huge before, and just how big the little things really are. I have been way-layed a bit, and feeling a bit like Sisyphus. In other words, life has been kicking my ass. Not to worry… I have re-focused; re-wound my biological clock. No – I am not talking about having babies, here – just re-prioritizing a few things, manufacturing an importance of order and simplicity over perpetual investment. Sounds way cooler, to me.
I am still working on “Bob” – my latest painting. I have not put brush to canvas in weeks, now and I miss it. I still have a pool of dried paint and medium on my palette, left from my last studio encounter. Scraping it down will be rewarding – an act of metaphorical existence; a fresh start to this project started before my lapse in studio time; a new execution of an old commitment. I will render this painting done by the month of May, if I am persistent in my work. Wish me luck, friends. I really look forward this piece – I feel I have captured something rare in this one and I will be excited to see the final phase in sight.