At present I have 26 canvases (albeit small canvases, for the most part) begun but not yet finished in the studio. I think this is a record high for me.
Would that my muse would light in here, into this drafty old garage-cum-studio and give me the deep soul kiss I need to light a fire and finish these paintings.
Or at least, finish a few and make tangible progress on others.
I feel like I’m treading water right now.
I have not smoked a cigarette in a fortnight now, and I remain hopeful and feel strong about this.
Saw a remarkable film a couple of nights ago. “Werckmeister Harmonies” is one of the most perfectly complete-feeling movies I’ve seen. Nothing was missing, and nothing seemed extraneous. It becomes devastating to watch as it progresses, though, so if you’re looking for mood booster you may want to stay away from it. I’m still trying to work out the meaning of it in my slow and plodding way, and might have to watch it two or three more times. I link to the absolutely beautiful opening scene here:
Time to pick up a brush and muddle through.
Paint Fumes 