Tuesday, February 8, 2011

choobie 2
  oil on canvas  22" x 26"
Sometimes it is difficult to enter into a painting - everyday life has a way of tresspassing on one's momentary ability to focus or to muster the discipline of undivided attention needed to paint. The only thing that seems to work at these times is to begin - eventually, because focus is not sharp, one is bound to create something ineffective and then become absorbed in fighting the battle toward a painting that works. It seems to be a backwards way to work - make something bad to react to and paint out -
but it seems to work.

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