Yesterday was a long day in the studio. Today, no, I won't be there. Let me not dwell on me not being there, but go right to yesterday's work. I show yesterday's three drawings in reverse from their creation, #3, #2, #1, which is, coincidently, from largest to smallest (16X20, 14X11, and 12X9 inches). Of the three, I like #2 the best. More important, than likes and dislikes, is their position in my expressive life. I am being pushed up against the wall of avoidance by these drawings. Their quality is high, and I need to paint. I can only assume that this past month, without painting, is me gathering the information I need to paint. I can feel it in my guts. It is going to spill out very soon. Last night I saw the play "Red," about the painter Mark Rothko. The program notes said much of the language and ideas came from the writings of Rothko, and interviews with his assistants. I was not thrilled by it, but I did walk away with verification. The creation of art is mostly contemplation, and less action. In the play, Rothko says studio time is 90% contemplation and 10% placing paint on canvas. My drawings are my contemplation. My painting has been my 10%. I do not think this is correct. My art is discovery while creating the image. All this contemplation through drawing has given me the means to do with paint as I have done with pencil. It is time to make my painting as much a part of my contemplation as my drawing.
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