I finished the Dream Painting... called it Lizzies Dream. I am not so interested in cute philosophical names and titles these days. It takes a lot less energy to just call it what it is. This I find is true for all of my artistic pursuits. The transitional aspect of the painting was a nice little break from my routine. Painting with a brush on a flat canvas.. and today... I am back to a more distressed work surface, painting over old canvases. I have a lot of old work that needs to be recycled. No use wasting good canvas, particularly when it comes ready made with a great under painting. In all this little experiment with the dream painting has re set my texture meter. I am happy to do a little brush work here and there, but no more polymer sub layers of texture build up. I will save that for the day when I am back in my big studio where there are several large pieces in progress. Sitting there just waiting for ten years... Time really does fly. Today's work is all about the blues. Perhaps longing for summer with it's bold blue skies and happy colors. Also, stripping things down...more... More than Lizzies Dream, to a suggestion rather than an explanation.
With the recycled canvas much of the work is already done. I like how both of these play right into my landscape/seascape mindset. Keeping them sparse and gestural is always the test of good art. That old adage of knowing when to quit. Possibly the most important thing to learn and do.. It's not good enough to just know it, one has to do it, and always be thinking about it. Like meditation and the flow of thoughts. Let the thoughts come and go but never lose sight of the moment. Once the moment has been compromised the gig is up.