Do to family needs I haven’t painted since early February. Today I finally cleared a four hour window of open time and retreated to my studio. I’ve been working to clear the tables and floor of detritus that migrates there whenever the outside world takes over my life. I’m always amazed at how quickly every surface disappears. My studio is by the cars and functions as a transfer station for the various things that come and go from the house. When I maintain my daily studio schedule there is little extra room and some how things move on without stopping. But six months of required focus elsewhere! Need I say more?
i chose a painting begun on location at a place I know well. One almost complete, needing just a bit more.
it is fun to pick up such a piece and jump into that day, in this case one several years ago. I can smell the fresh ocean breeze and feel it’s cool touch, hear the sounds coming from thé waves as the water hits rocks and pours back into the sea.
It’s a relaxed journey back into thr relationships of marks and shapes, value and color.