and so it goes...

for the passed week i've been living inside this painting. i've been in it. and after taking a jog this morning, i realized it's time to step back. i'm too close to it to make any real judgement about what it is and is not doing- how it functions and what it needs. well, right now, today, i think it needs some breathing room. for however anxious i am to give it the title of 'done', i'm more concerned with being respectful of the process and giving each work the time it needs to whisper its wants to me. i've been on 10 hour days for a week and that should be more than enough to make me feel proud of myself. besides, it'd do me some good to get out of the house too. i need to track down a good pair of running shoes. this entire time, i've been doing The Jog in my trusty, old pair of hot pink converse. no good. and one of my ankles is beginning to feel a bit fucked up. just the excuse i need to walk away from the painting for a couple hours: shopping. :)