Just when I think I'm never going to get back into the studio again the angels come and gently lift my mood and mysteriously I think I just maybe can do it again and then I find out I can. The two panels above are only underpaintings; I'll serve up additional versions in the coming days but I'm so grateful to feel open again. It is such misery when I am not painting.
Once again my so called students are inspiring me. First the plaster players and now the waxing busybees have me jonesing to get back in the wax and plaster. It's either a drought or a flood; funny how that works.
The journal of course helps me keep my momentum even in the dry periods.
And woo hoo for me. I ventured out with John on a "date" to Guardino Gallery for an opening where I had a painting on display. It was a wonderful, spooky occasion and a beautiful show. The "ghouls" are Stephanie Brockway and Tori Brokenshire; it was fun.
We've been eating lots of salsa from the tomato and pepper crop.
I never get tired of pictures of produce.
That's all I got for you today, friends. I'm planning Thanksgiving and practicing gratitude every day. Thanks for stopping by. xo