Day Job Studio Hog

I'll finish this tomorrow, but won't install for a couple of weeks. This is my main painting wall....

Mean Ole Vet

Posie recovering from a prescription error. I gave her doggie meds for three weeks. That's very wrong.

Cull of the Wild

Major development. Last night I finally connected with this painting, and it changed my decision-making from fretful formal meanderings to more of a decisive culling. I was able to move forward, not by changing or fixing or fiddling, but by promoting a more focussed expression. It still has plenty of contradictions and co-existences, and I didn't tighten up edges or shapes much. The cleanup was conceptual.

This is where I usually get stuck. I'm realising that while I want the confusion and the unknown and the unknowable, I also want to use my reigns, and occasionally my whip.

An aggressive meander?
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I'll have to put aside the large work for a few weeks. Main studio wall will have day job (undersea) mural on it.

Spilled Milk

I have to admit, I want this painting back. Or I want it back at this stage. I have a hard time moving forward from a good start, or from a good idea. I don't believe it's valid. I have to destroy that stage and set up a crappier situation.

It seems I dealt with grandiosity better when I was younger. I was more oblivious to my own delusions, and so, inadvertently, I indulged them more.

Something to consider.

In Studio

Not sure what to make of where this has gone.

Forgotten Crafts

I found these forgotten souvenirs from a (drunken) pre-Christmas 2007 ornament-making party.

Photoshop Fun

From the pre-Christmas 2007 craft party.

Fall on Kildare Avenue

The late summer garden becomes a depressing mess, reminding me of my neglectfulness. Then fall comes along and makes the to-do list irrelevant.

75 and Very Very Sunny

Record highs today. Does it also seem lighter?

studio

5' high, in progress