My paintings are back from France! Here they are having just arrived this morning. And just in time too.
Although I’ve been painting, I have to say I’ve not yet found my groove. This week, I was beginning to rethink my whole life (again) and consider the possibility that painting is not my path (again).
But as I opened the box and saw my work for the first time in a long time, my spirits were lifted.
I realized that once upon a time, these paintings did not exist. I have been in this place of unknowingness before. Through searching and exploring, I found a way to express myself visually, to convey what I wanted to convey.
I’ve worked in abstract, modernist, and traditional. All here, all from different periods of exploration. These paintings are a reminder that I found my way once before and that I am capable of doing it again.
Clearly, I want to evolve my work. But in what direction? Here I am searching in France.
And now I’m searching in the desert. But mostly I am searching within.
Recently I read that a good painting always reveals something new to the painter. Each painting is an opportunity to discover something, not only about painting but also about the painter. This new awareness is transferred through the painting to the viewer. Everyone transcends to a new level.
My joy in painting has always been about the light, the color and the challenge of finding a way to depict a different world, a transcendent world.
My enthusiasm and inspiration are back. The box of French chocolates that came along with the paintings doesn’t hurt!