I am still feeling my way through a fog of disbelief in many ways, but at the same time, little pieces of my art life are beginning to assert themselves from the periphery of my mind. It’s comforting to walk into the studio and imagine making some kind of art. At this point it doesn’t matter what kind, what medium, or even how good it is. But I know it’s important just to pick up somewhere and begin. It’s literally been months since I had some creative time, and I miss it dearly. In my many years of being an artist, I know from experience that art is a healing thing. All I havet to do is start.
I’m posting these things from the past, in part to inspire myself, and in part because I don’t have anything new to show. I hope you see something inspiring as well.
Even though those paintings are from four years ago, I love color, and anticipate seeing more color showing up in my work again in the future.
Here is one big stack of collage papers. These are incredibly inspiring as well.
A random series of paintings:
And another painting . . .
I look forward to being back with you very soon on a regular basis.
Remember: Art heals!