I still don’t have a finished painting that is good enough to put on a postcard.
I need to finish the larger canvases.
The few that seem close to being “done” seem equally deserving of being set into a roaring fire.
I need boldness, big brushes and brash strokes.
What I have is timidity, the tiny brush and the endless noodling.
Psychological paralysis and incessant worry.
If something doesn’t change soon, I don’t know what will happen with my May show.
If I set tiny paintings ten feet apart and say, “I meant to do that,” do you think anyone will believe me?
Paint Fumes 
psychological paralysis & worry, and
timidity too
hey, I resemble that remark
my favorite prayer to myself & to all is
strength to you
evolution & revolution will come to you
as needed.
yr postcard will come and yr show will go
better than you imagined
enjoyed another of yr video P eSses
Keep On
Thank you for your kind words, G.R.
I imagine the frustration is similar for writers.
I want to force a break through of some kind and it never works like that, does it?
The show must go on, inspired or not…