Diary of another stubborn painting
The rose garden in Golden Gate park is one of my favorite places on earth. I love seeing all of the caretaking beings there. They buzz around like hummingbirds. Some show themselves to me as little glowy dots. Some are more fully formed. Some are the color of light, and some are green. A few take on the visual characteristics of whatever they're assigned to tend. It's an amazing thing to witness, but it really resists being put onto a two dimensional surface. The abstract style comes closest to what I see. Similar to my last painting - I slowly rolled this boulder up the hill. It rolled back and flattened me more than once. When a painting takes so much of a struggle it usually means I either did not do enough pre-paint studies or the painting itself wanted to adventure down several random turns. A few parts of the painting gallop forward and other parts will lag behind and complain about abandoning the original plan. It also means I have a lot more ideas about what should happen. So now this one stubborn painting has turned into a series of stubborn paintings. Notecards and prints will also be for sale this Spring. Stay tuned!