Sunday Thoughts

I'm back in the studio -- first time in several weeks since Cinnamon went downhill and died. It takes me a while to get back up to speed, so I started by doing some cards.



I also did a couple of monoprints on watercolor paper.



They aren't done, but I thought the texture turned out kind of nice.

There was an interesting comment on the PaintersNYC blog today:

"every morning i wake up and hope that my work doesn't show up on this blog. i hate my work more than any of you people possibly could."

I know that feeling. I love what I do, but I am always dissatisfied with the end result. It never quite measures up to my expectations.



John Robertson spoke and presented his work at Jon Swihart's art salon last night. He said that for him painting is all about the process, and the end result, the paintings, are like dead carcasses. He doesn't much care what happens to them after he's done painting them. For that reason, he doesn't worry about using archival materials, and his primary medium is house paint on drop cloths.

I like the concept of painting for painting's sake, and not worrying whether other people like my work or not. Although I think it's more difficult to make a living from painting when you have that attitude!