There is so much going on in my life at the moment, that
it threatens to overwhelm me at times but as I enter the studio doors
the smell of paint dissolves the fears, worries, concerns and as I begin
to paint, images fill my body and replace the chattering squirrel
thoughts in my brain. Lately, with much love and concern in my heart for
Walt and his current health challenge (as he calls it) , I have been
painting from an open heart and letting this love flow into the
painting. It is what I call BIG Love, a love inspired by Walt, and by
beauty and our collective humanity, a love so large that it envelopes
all the petty little worries and fears that gnaw away at my everyday
soul. Painting really is like deep prayer for me. It restores,
revitalizes and informs me. It is my connection to something much
greater than my small self.
I
always seem to paint like a madwoman just before a show, something
about that looming deadline that urges me ever forward. I work on
multiple canvases at a time, paint pouring out of my brushes like they
are on fire! One painting leads to another, sometimes I am painting
several from the same palette. The studio is charged with energy as the
paintings emerge from the chaos, I discard some and rework others. Now
there are only days left and
slowly a group of paintings presents itself.