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.

Just marks

Marks
Scribble
Allowed
Given free reign
Just
True
Enough
Following a simple direction

Under the Moon

I continue to pick up the soft brush and dip into tempera paint.
Allowing the process to unfold through me.
This one gave me an understanding of giving and receiving.
Everything is received.
Everything can receive.

being bees

i read recently that Rilke thought that human beings were the "bees of the invisible"

i'm in wonder with that feeling sense he had
making honey
with you honeymakers

the cross point

who am i

i began to paint
a face
oh,
my father it seemed

another session began
the lips of my mother
whispering near

angel wings
laden with blue and white

the brush moved everywhere
and the eyes lightened
they became the eyes of a child




myself
renewed,
again....

the shadows will be revealed

i think shadows are glad to be seen.

this big blue one showed me how tired it was. 

i am lightened up.

my wings are drying in the light.

the thought that i need to do this right 

is being dispelled by more painting and less thinking.

my wish is 
whatever moves you through these shadow lands;
you have the will to do.