This was wrestled into existence. Before packing up the studio at the Sitka Center, I was working on this last watercolor but didn`t finish. Back home, I couldn`t complete it successfully with my initial strategy so I started scraping, repainting, flooding with stains, more scraping, over painting previous 'good ideas' and eventually it became this fatigued abstract forest. It just so happens to be a close representation of what the experience of being there was like.
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1 comment:
It's beautiful and I would have never known the struggle:) But isn't that the way? "Wrestled into existence" just about describes it. Funny how a transition from one space to another can affect our work. (Based on my own experience I am taking a guess!)
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