And a lot of the time at the beginning I have to work with the brush a bit to get it just dry enough. And for sure I'm constantly working with the paints to get the right transparency. I also hate to have the paints too well blended. I want not to work with good colors but naughty not blended not cooperating colors.
Now—the thing I really wanted to say is. I think this process time, the blending the drying all of it, going back to get a look at, all of it. Well I think each step has a weird way of building energy, getting me to surrender, of building my energy somehow.
Except of course, when I get done I'm always exhausted ain't it funny. What the heck am I saying then?
I'm saying you need no intent, no message to give, no belief in yourself as an artist, no movement, no agenda, nothing, none of it, you don't have to have a full belly or an empty belly a drink or a morning shower, a run along the lake, a good book, nothing nothing nothing, though I do believe a certain emptiness is best. I used to do thousands of mantras to empty my mind, but even that I have abandoned, I have no hopes or aspirations, I am just painting in my own way good or bad I have no idea, it is just a painting that is all.
And I believe these small paintings give back to me via the process, via standing there staring at it wondering whether it is dry enough yet, watching the colors change, I know it is filling me with aspirations, with community, with belief, with love for the few members of my circle. It satisfies me and it says yes, we are alright, let us continue again tomorrow.
gosh i love you dougie!
ReplyDeleteI know your right- surrender! Still it sure helps to say a million mantras, turn your underwear inside out, stomp three times while twitching your nose... Whew I feel better just saying it. And the last part is a prayer that at least one someone will reall see what you've done.
ReplyDeleteNo one will care.
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