For me inspiration is happiness, much desired but elusive. It is the fuel that powers motivation and makes for possibilities.
I force myself to start on a new work, make that first mark. If I surrender doubt, I get lost in the process of painting. Creativity is an adventure that generates its own form of inspiration.
In my life I have felt like a negative soul. Still it seems the act of creation is an act of optimism.
It is difficult, I am difficult. Thinking back to past relationships I see my faults. I see my wrongs in the darkest manner. Thinking forward as a person of growth I see the changes needed. I want to evolve, I want to be better. Here I am.
In 4th grade the cutest little girl used to ride on our bus. I tried to sit near her as we all did, she was the sun. She laughed, entertained and generally brightened each day. One winter morning she looked into my eyes and said, “You are like a very sad old man.” My heart collapsed even as other children erupted in laughter.
Those words haunted me across the years. I have tried to be upbeat and find my own laughter. In the end the cute little prophet had it right.
One of four paintings I am shipping to Momentum Gallery in Asheville, North Carolina. This is a new gallery for me, excited about the opportunity!
This seems like the album cover for a band I was never in.
This small painting was just sold by RiverSea Gallery in Astoria, Oregon.
A tranquil post on this Friday after Halloween.
Shipping off this UGallery sale. Fancy shipping boxes always a plus.
This small painting is all finished up. I varnished it, cleaned up the edges and hung the hardware over the weekend. Now packing it up for the long journey to Italy. I spent a few months in Siena, Italy while I was in college in the 90’s… when the world was young.
I decided this little painting needed more definition. I did a bit more layering to define the shapes and added a bit more saturation.
Calling this one done. It will be part of a small works collection headed to a gallery soon!
