Friday, December 18, 2015
Over the Sea 30 and other new watercolors
As I waited for the second flood to recede, I set up a little studio in our workout room upstairs;
I really needed to paint, but I was so agitated I had no idea what. My momentum had been knocked off kilter weeks ago so I painted new pieces in themes I was familiar with. They were something. My studio is much more than a workplace, it`s a sanctuary where I regroup, do research, watch videos, nap, listen to music, write and imagine. My inner life comes alive down there. So being without it has been very alienating. It stayed dry through this last big storm so tomorrow I`m going to recolonize my oil painting area and begin work again.
This graphic comic by the Oatmeal about the tortured relationship between exercise and eating rang so true for me. I was a dedicated runner for decades and its positive contribution to my sanity cannot be exaggerated. Give this a read, it`s funny!
Have safe loving holidays. Give your mothers some extra affection.
Two more days to see my show at In Bocca al Lupo Fine Art in Oregon City!
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