Full Circle again...

Life seems to be a series of full circle moments; Those times when we find ourselves wiser but back at square one. I am going through one of those cycles at the moment as I observe my work from years past and the work I am doing now. The work I am doing now is more in line with what I did 35 years ago than what I did 15 or 20 years ago.. I am happy with that, and happy to be at a place in life where I can appreciate it more.

We had our monthly art walk at the PAC last night and I was really happy to be there. Sometimes the thought of being in that position with so many people observing and evaluating my work can be overwhelming and in the past I have had to excuse myself from the festivities on numerous occasions because of it. Now I am happy with the whole thing. I feel different and that is a good thing.

I am also reminded at this juncture of the phrase "absence makes the heart grow fonder" and it truly does. I guess it was meant to be that I had some time away from my art. It has made me appreciate it even more. I also realize that in all of the things I have done, I really love art people the best. They are so engaging and have a genuine interest. There is a truth and honesty in the experience of being around such folks that I have not found in any other endeavor.

Here are a couple of pictures of the studio from last nights art walk. It will only be clean and organized like this until Monday morning..

I have a lot of ideas rolling around in my head and about fifteen in progress canvases. I feel fortunate that I have sold almost all of the small square landscape paintings and I am not sure I want to start work on new ones right now. I am drawn to the horizontal plane, but lately have been working without any distinct dividing lines in the work. It always comes and goes, so I will just wait it out.

Today we lay to rest my nephew Sonny. He was one of my favorite people. Soft spoken, kind and a pleasure to be around. He too was an artist, but never really realized his dream. I hope wherever his spirit lands, he is able to spread his artistic wings and fly to the highest peak. I will miss him.