Flip the switch.I have blown the breaker to my studio twice this week already.
Doing too much at one time.
But perhaps things are starting to work!?!
At least in this moment
and according to many, that is all I've got.
Monday, November 17, 2008
Power...
Flip the switch.I have blown the breaker to my studio twice this week already.
Doing too much at one time.
But perhaps things are starting to work!?!
At least in this moment
and according to many, that is all I've got.
Sunday, November 16, 2008
If you're on fire, Show me!
When I used to get stuck I would look for a sign.My eyes are peeled.
Saturday, November 15, 2008
Pretend you didn't read this
and don't acknowledge it... I mean it..
I am a lazy painter today.
Today, I just apply paint and I don't know why.
I don't have a particular affinity towards the colors I am using. I don't know what I am doing.
paint on, blot off, more paint on, rub off, sit down look away.
music on, music off, surf the internet hope for inspiration.
forget the plan, forget the concept, time marches on.
i am hungry
but here I am
I want to paint
I want it to be good
I don't want to waste time or materials.
I don't want to learn, I want to accomplish
more than another dirty painting that needs scrubbing away.
Frustration. Yes, I know I should walk away.
Yes, I know I should probably stick with what works.
why am I making it hard on myself.
where did the fire go?
That fuel that propels me a long is so hit and miss.
here today gone tomorrow, to return next week.
I want to paint.. I really do. But I hate painting like this.
You are just passing through and observing and I am just making note of my mind in this instant which is sure to change in the next minute or hour and I will begin again.
Silencio...
I am a lazy painter today.
Today, I just apply paint and I don't know why.
I don't have a particular affinity towards the colors I am using. I don't know what I am doing.
paint on, blot off, more paint on, rub off, sit down look away.
music on, music off, surf the internet hope for inspiration.
forget the plan, forget the concept, time marches on.
i am hungry
but here I am
I want to paint
I want it to be good
I don't want to waste time or materials.
I don't want to learn, I want to accomplish
more than another dirty painting that needs scrubbing away.
Frustration. Yes, I know I should walk away.
Yes, I know I should probably stick with what works.
why am I making it hard on myself.
where did the fire go?
That fuel that propels me a long is so hit and miss.
here today gone tomorrow, to return next week.
I want to paint.. I really do. But I hate painting like this.
You are just passing through and observing and I am just making note of my mind in this instant which is sure to change in the next minute or hour and I will begin again.
Silencio...
Friday, November 14, 2008
Thursday, November 13, 2008
Places to get lost...
marbled composition books
flipping through pages
finding notes and folded precious
and semi-precious items within
the perfect pen glides along the blank page
chopping vegetables, especially greens
seems to be the thing to do
sloppy loose cursive and sharp knives
seem to be the order of the day
dog-eared library books and an unmade bed
time unfolding, trying to figure out the connections
how to represent the tingle
of a strangers hand
while passing in the park
the sound, the hum, the vibration
sweeping motions caused by the wind
so many places to get lost
so many places to be absorbed
flipping through pages
finding notes and folded precious
and semi-precious items within
the perfect pen glides along the blank page
chopping vegetables, especially greens
seems to be the thing to do
sloppy loose cursive and sharp knives
seem to be the order of the day
dog-eared library books and an unmade bed
time unfolding, trying to figure out the connections
how to represent the tingle
of a strangers hand
while passing in the park
the sound, the hum, the vibration
sweeping motions caused by the wind
so many places to get lost
so many places to be absorbed
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