I’m purposely working to be patient and let things dry and do things in stages. Doing a couple paintings in tandem is helpful in this. I’ve also opened up my arches pad of paper and found I can fold and … Continue reading →
Via The Writer’s Almanac: You never know what you’ll want to write until it starts writing itself in your head. — Jill Ker Conway
Rear-view The way ahead is before me and the road behind is in front of me too a small slice of my forward view. By glancing up I see the retreating way, a preview of the path home The way … Continue reading →
Just dash something down if you see a blank canvas staring at you with a certain imbecility. You do not know how paralyzing it is, that staring of a blank canvas which says to the painter: you don’t know anything. … Continue reading →
When using colors to recreate a general harmony of tones in nature, one loses it by painfully exact imitation. One keeps it by recreating in an equivalent color range, and that may not be exactly, or far from exactly, like … Continue reading →
The supply of time is a daily miracle. You wake up in the morning and lo! Your purse is magnificently filled with 24 hours of the unmanufactured tissue of the universe of life. It is yours! The most precious of your possessions.
