Out-loud thinking is becoming obsolete. Processing never dies. Telling the truth is mandatory, albeit nearly impossible. Verbal truth is more difficult than visual truth. Words are like nails. Images, not so much. Images are full of nuance. Nuance is required to communicate clearly, precisely. Deeds are a test of veracity. Images can be good or images can be bad. I am uncomfortable looking at yesterday's visual activity. That is helpful. It leaves me wanting more. The unravelling mystery calls me back. It's like a good mystery novel, the ending is obscured because of factual insufficiency. I must return to unravel that which is known yet not apparent.
I am over this one. I am done with the painting 2010 No.10. Yon I go. This painting was a long time coming, but it came. Yonder is a mystery, but I am anxious for the perceptive unknowing that leads to realization. There is here. There means a new painting will begin. The genesis of a new work is a mystery I enjoy. Look at yesterday's drawing! I did not see this one coming. There are times in my artistic life that I simply allow without vigor. This drawing represents me being there, immersed without critical review. I followed it where it wanted to go. Does this make it good? No, but the meditation it represents is mindful. There is some there, there.
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