This summer has been a blur. (My favorite kind of painting, blurry.) I feel like I have been in a frantic state for a while, always in a frig-in' rush. I forget that I am not living by the bell anymore, but old habits die hard. All I can think is, I need to get to the studio and this mind set has seeped into my paintings. This summer I started 3 30"x24" paintings, that I have not finished. Now, not everything gets resolved, but for me this is a high number in one series.
I started them with abandon, not a lot of conscious thought. I have been consumed with experimentation, process and am getting no where.
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"Stretch One", 30"x24"
It doesn't look like this anymore and I changed it a lot and I am not sure it's a good thing. I am ignoring the pain. I can't even post what it looks like now. Maybe someday... |
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"Stretch Two"
This one is more resolved for me. |
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"Stretch Three" 30"x24"
They all kinda looked like this in the beginning. The Drippy White Series.
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Anyway, you get the idea.
I want to abandon these for now. This is unusual for me, because I usually will grind a painting into the ground before letting go. I feel free writing this. Tra, la, la!
What I am doing now...
So, on the side, not really thinking too much about it, I started preparing some small canvases. It started out as a meditative process. Also, it was something I could control when what I was painting was so out of control. I took an unusually long time sanding and gesso-ing surfaces, trying to obliterate the weave of the canvas.
Things are going to get surreal. I have had these funny little images popping up in my head. Which is an old way of working for me, instead of waiting to see what happens on the canvas, I picture it first. I am working slower, with less process and experimentation.