Painting distance

As I start the third painting in my quest to paint orange I can report that my painting practice is starting to feel different. I don’t love orange. I have written about this mild contempt before. I hold this color at a distance, thus, I can look on my practice differently. I can distance myselfContinue reading “Painting distance”

Imperfect

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 hasContinue reading “Imperfect”