The two most recent paintings from this week are
lighter and brighter, and more simplified. COLOR
was my word for 2015, and it is feeling great to go
with more color, and not over-think it. As my daughter
Anna said this week while writing magnetic poetry
with her sister, "It doesn't turn out if you plan it."
Looking at these recent paintings I am wondering what
it all means, but as an artist it really doesn't matter at
the time of making. What matters is that I am making,
trusting as I go, and not worrying about what will sell,
or what will be exhibited, or how it will be received.
What matters is being present and knowing that I
am painting something that I wish existed. When that
wish, not plan, but when that wish becomes a reality
after some flow and some struggle, there is satisfaction.
At that moment, I am knowing that all is well, and all
will be okay, and I am in a hopeful state of being.
Which brings me to something I wrote recently:
Some people will give you the message that no
matter what you do, how kind or great you are,
you are still not one of them. Or some people
just want to point out flaws. Forgive them and
look away, and find abundant beauty and
blessings in places outside unhappy groups of
people. Try not to be sad or bitter, but love,
because you are loved and imperfect, and
forgiven. Our time here is short and grace is
new each minute.