Last night I awoke at 4am. I usually sleep quite well, with tons of dreams, but rarely do I awake with questions and self-doubt. Last night I did. Where can I do better? I have not worked on the painting "How's It Gonna End" (2019 No.2) for a week. Also, I want to move onto a new painting, but doubt surrounds me; I have been stepping carefully, looking out for poop. My being awake last night informed me: it is time to move boldly. Here comes creativity! Today I will return to "How's It Gonna End". Yesterday's drawing, last night's disturbance, and my recent lack of initiative on "How's It Gonna End"... all of this spells time for me to leap, or die! How does yesterday's drawing come into this? It is the left side of yesterday's drawing that is informative. It is the right side of the painting "How's It Gonna End" that requires a big fix. Information for the fix is in the left of yesterday's drawing.
It is unlike me to be absent from art-making. This blog's last post was nearly two weeks ago. My time has been swept away by preparation for an exhibit of my paintings and drawings, opening March 16 at One Brooklyn Bridge Park (for details view the reproduction of the postcard announcement, above).
The Artist Reception is 5 - 7 pm on Saturday, April 7.
There will be 13 paintings and 12 drawings in this exhibit. One Brooklyn Bridge Park is a splendid exhibition space, a 2000 square foot store front facing the park and waterfront between Piers 5 & 6.
Very soon I will post a Photo Gallery of all paintings and drawings in the show.
As it says on the postcard, this exhibition is made possible by support from ChaShaMa.
This drawing is a good one. It questions complexity; How far I can go and still have your detailed attention? I question my own reflection. Process is finding truth by doing, making, questioning over and over again. It seems to me answers are found between the questions. Answers are not found while the questions are being asked. It is during the mulling that one finds what is true and what continues to be questionable.
Sometimes I feel good. Sometimes I feel disturbed. Disturbance is now. This means it is time to move. Saying this I am accepting the reality of staleness. A change is necessary. It is only art, but life is like this too. One knows when one must throw out the musty, the old that has become insipid. I know I must buy new ideas, ideas more relevant to here and now. The burden is this: I must finish that which I have begun. The painting 2017 No.14 is almost complete. If you watch carefully over the next several days you will see me put the final touches. I think there are two more days on this painting. Yesterday's drawing is complex and informative. It harks of things to come while singing with my present knowledge.
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