Storms come and go. They gather, pass, the next storm forms. The last storm wains. Another storm forms. There are difficulties, always. I get through them, one by one. You may think the political climate in the United States is difficult right now. Big storms! Selfish as it is, my personal storms distract me. I have my own problems. I am a problem solver. It is the life in my blood. I am succeeding, one work at a time. As I look at the painting, 2017 No.10, I see better resolution than the day before. Confusion is less. Same is true for the drawing shown today. I always want it to be easier. It never is.
I am telling you this because I have had a series of slow days. Slow days defined by less studio output than usual. This feels bad, but it is not. It is a good thing. Storms gather, they hit, they are dealt with in a myriad of ways. The way I have dealt with the most recent one is by stepping back. Activity is not always useful. This time contemplation replaced activity. It felt like depression, but the internal wheels were turning. As part of this process I looked at my successes and my failures. I also got rejected, and accepted, by others. This is the meat of living, of acting, of making art and getting it out in the public domain. It is the politics of me.
The work feels slow, lethargic, contemplative, unoriginal. Could this be me hot, distracted by the sun and the warmth? Is this a summer thing? Simmer it is. Within me I wonder, plot, look for openings. Good actions seem few, not enough. Conflict leads to depression. I want to go to the beach. I also want to create new stuff. I will work it out.
Yesterday's drawing is sculptural. No horizon, just six objects creating their own space. I enjoyed stroking the forms, feeling it, particularly the large one, second from left. This must me a summer thing, like feeling the warmth of one's skin.
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