The Light of Spring

Painting during the covid 19 Spring

This was a favorite spring landscape painting from my days living in Harris Hollow. 

Plans to hang it, to celebrate Spring - changed. 

Everything was closing up as the virus spread through the world.

I made some changes on the painting in the studio and it quickly entered a dismantling process.

Everything changed - everywhere.

This painting is one visual end point in the process of not knowing, of trusting, of grieving, of staying alert and open.

The light of Spring is still visible in the painting.

The Light of Spring
Cold wax and oil on canvas
34x34

Wordless discoveries ahead

                          “To create deeply

is to enter into and allow the emergence of the unknowable” - Nancy Hillis

I have noticed the stepping in point has been taken , now for the courage to discover how allowing will lead me further than I could imagine...
18x18 coldwax and oil - as much as I can say this is far enough, I like it, I feel the need to find out what is beyond what comes “easily” -beyond what has become familiar. I want to become more sensitive to the painting at this point and not just move it ahead willfully to “take it further “

messy mind

Well, it seems to have been over a years' worth of letting myself scribble and now under this full moon in Virgo i am organizing a bit and setting the intention to make some new paintings. 
To paint with focus, aware over this past year of the elements that are making themselves known. These elements are line, scribed intuitively through the paint layers and a gestural application often by hand, of paint. That also means regular time spent in the studio, less wandering in all directions away from the paintings.

The studio is ready. More cold wax is on order. 

The messy mind part is the whining, saying "I can't."  I really don't believe that any more, because i can and have painted many years now. What I haven't done yet are the paintings that will lead me further into this new way of seeing and feeling non objectively and intuitively.

Yes, sometimes it is hard and scary but I have a good seat and my heart has experience holding space. As I tended to the physical space of the studio today, my inner silence became palpable. Being in the studio is a good place for me to be.