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It`s all coming together. Yesterday a snazzy exhaust system was installed, today full spectrum lighting. It glows and casts soft, faint shadows. Tomorrow I`m buying some functional new work tables and standing mats. I`ll open up my easel and actually use it for the big paintings I want to paint instead of being a drying rack for my running clothes. Then next week after I return from the coast, I can paint again. Really paint and forget time. I`m just in awe of having exactly what I hoped my adult life would have; I live in a garden with someone I love, painting whenever I`m able. Nice life, very lucky guy.
5 comments:
Your works seem so three dimensional, almost collage-like. Great job.
There is so much information here. One could contemplate this painting for very long periods and want to return again and again. It's a rather large picture, and must be enveloping to see in person. It's fascinating, and Glennora is right about the collage quality.
I'm delighted with how you talk about being home at last: "I live in a garden with someone I love, painting whenever I'm able. . . ." So wonderful, Randall.
And "From Mt. Tabor" just knocks me out.
(Heading to NYC tomorrow for my only's NYU graduation on Monday. Going to fill up on art there, too.)
What a lovely piece....I was mezzzmerizzzzzzed by it....
that really hit me when you said you are home at last....that is wonderful!!! I think we are all excited to see what your future creations will be.....can´t wait!
Nice (life) indeed. :)
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