“That nothing is static or fixed, that all is fleeting and impermanent, is the first mark of existence. Everything is in process.” (Pema Chodron) From The Painter’s Keys

That’s what I wrote on my blackboard that I just gave new life to in my cellar studio – project continues. I’m set up enough to do some work but still have so much to do that I have little time for art yet. I’ve done a little stitching on one of the ink paintings I did but not much. And there’s deepened meaning to the slow stitching I’ve been adding to some small pieces. Tonight I put a quick and dirty coat of whitewash on an old chest that’s drying now just to clean it up for it’s new home. I go upstairs to collect things I want to bring downstairs and find things I forgot I had, but then when I look for something I had or saw recently, I can’t find what I did with it.  Ah, but it’s all part of the process (grrrrinning)! Looking forward to seeing the women in our critique group tomorrow – I need to get out of the house!

 

Posted by:turtlemoonimpressions

The natural world is phenomenal and so much of the man-made world - our architecture, our cities - are stunning accomplishments. They exist hand in hand in both beautiful expressions and sometimes disastrous manifestations. Our entire existence with the natural and the invented is intertwined – each dependent on the other, even as my art evolves, each breathing in the wake of the other. Surface design is one aspect of the process that I love. I thoroughly enjoy the play with color, value and construct, particularly the improvisation which starts with one thing, an idea, a glimpse of a vision, perhaps something that captures my eye for a moment in time and it grows organically. I become focused on whatever piece I'm working on and follow my muse to find my way.

4 replies on “All In Process

    1. I’ve taken to putting one for on the stair and stopping to thin about what I may be forgetting, then, even if I can’t think of anything I stop and grab something I know will need to go up or down, so I never go without something in hand. At this point, though, the biggest problem is “Where did I out it this time?! “

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