If I hadn't committed, I would have never made my way into the studio.
On top of it all-- tonight's painting was all over the map-- the scent of failing,.. falling away,.. wanting to steal it away,... offering all sorts of interesting... in lieu of a painting. Then it cleared and quickly crumbled into it's own form. Drastically different than anticipated-- yet many times stronger.
I love it when *it* wins.
See you tomorrow-
dave
'Welcome'
This comment has been removed by a blog administrator.
ReplyDelete