Lately, I have been thinking a lot about perfection.  Sometimes I find myself paralyzed due to imperfection.  I may rerun a loop in my head of an imperfect encounter. Or I might toss out a painting because I can see  something in the piece that makes me nuts…a glaring imperfection. This desire for perfection has been in my mind for many, many years.  Sometimes I can push it away but it always finds a way to  haunt me.  

Today we walked through the Parthenon museum in Centennial Park.  The collection of 19th century American paintings is a lovely addition to  Nashville.  I love the landscapes and still life paintings.  I like to visit them like old friends.  One painting, in particular, caught my eye in a different way today.  It is a lovely, large landscape of a pond in the Hamptons.  The colors glow and the clouds are rendered beautifully, but I could see an imperfection! This painting spoke to me in an entirely new language.  I finally understood my own obsession and how I NEED to let the fixation on perfection go.

I came home and painted this perfectly imperfect sock monkey.   Thank you for reading.

My best,
Emily Warren

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