hi all! sorry i missed you yesterday - my sweetie and i both had the day off from work and i just wanted to spend the day with him completely and without any interruption of any kind. we had a great day together.
today, i went in to the shop for a bit and then came home and got back to work on the new painting. i'm taking it slow, spending alot of time just looking and standing back from the canvas, letting the work breathe and paying close attention to the direction it's pointing me in. it feels good to be working in oils again. it seems like it's been a long time but i guess it really hasn't been... just been a bit since i made an oil painting i really liked. i started putting a rush on the last few canvasses and that was definitely the problem. since i work in layers of stains, patience is an extremely important "material" in my practice: i've got to let each individual layer dry before i move on to the next. i sorta didn't do that with the last few and, as you can see, there's not anything to show because of it. the paintings moved in a strange direction (due to my impatience) that i honestly didn't like at all and ended up killing my initial inspirations an intentions. lesson learned: slow down kid, don't get ahead of yourself.
it's martin luther king day today too. every year, i get pretty bummed out on this day. a strange brew of hope, gratitude, and sadness. NPR was playing the I HAVE A DREAM speech on my drive home and it brings tears to my eyes every time...
but tomorrow is Obama's inauguration and i am so glad to see the day finally arrive. i am so thankful to all the people who voted with me, who want to see some real change take place, and who believe in openness, compassion, concern, and integrity of character. i'll be parked in front of the television for most of the day tomorrow. i'm so excited to see my new president be sworn in to office.
these texts are an archive of my life in the San Francisco Bay Area from march 2007 - march 2015. it stands as a record of close to a decade of my life, charting the struggles i faced as an artist, daughter, and lover. messy and chaotic at times, eloquent and poetic at others, these texts are an index i am proud of. it was here in this electric box that i learned how to be honest about my experiences and the person i needed to become. it was here that i first learned the truism that words make the world and how to trust such a beautiful, rife, hard fact.
Jan 19, 2009
i couldn't help it, i swear...
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