floor flurry

flurry, 12 X 12, acrylic and india ink on paper

So I said "when" yesterday and then I woke up this morning

and got ready to get into the studio. At first, I felt a little

of the same (as yesterday afternoon) but knowing

my prime time is always in the early morning,

I thought I'd give it a shot and...

This morning was a flurry!

I finished four paintings this morning.

It isn't the number of paintings that I finished that is

evident that some spark has returned, it's my process while painting.

This is difficult to describe but it involves a flurry of paint

with brush, sometimes with finger tips

(which is why I thought it necessary to give up oils)

quick swooshes of the brush, dashes, dripping of paint,

writing with a tube, working at the easel,

turning the painting around, working upside down,

working on the floor, etc.

It's as though everything else

disappears (most importantly, my inner critic)

and I am completely in the moment.

This is my favorite piece from today.