I haven't finished a painting in about six months. Oh, I've been working. I've been working like crazy. Pretty much all day, everyday (except when I was doing this) I just couldn't seem to get to that point where I felt like a painting was resolved, it was okay, but not. quite. there. Do you know what I mean? I've made the analogy that I feel like a vulture, I keep circling, and circling, and circling. I can see it (the resolution/prey*) I just can't get it! Well, I'm happy to say (in one case) I finally got it...and I ate it. And here it is:
Piles in the Hallway, 16" x 20". Oil on Canvas. 2010.
And it's entrails:
I think one of the reasons I've been having a hard time finishing a painting is a lack of conversation. Want to come visit? I take criticism well and have been known to offer visitors fun drinks and hilarious jokes. Think about it. I'd be happy to visit your studio as well.
Thanks for listening friends.
*Now, now, you don't think I'm saying that finishing a painting is all I care about do you? Because I'm not...it's the journey not the destination, but closure is good too.