Now, I’ve gone from one extreme to the other.....such is the life of a painter. You never know when plans you may have laid down months or even years earlier, with a time template and everything, are going to finally swing into place. No matter how hard I tried, I found I had no choice but to float, to wait. And as frustrating and negative as that sounds, and it was, it was just where I needed to be. I didn’t see it until I got to the clarity that I find in Taos. I realized that I had leapt off the cliff, or tossed my cards into the air, and I didn’t fall....but I floated, and have kept floating, watching, using small movements to help me keep direction, but am still floating; and it’s good. I’m enjoying it! I’m not crashing into the ground! Who knows where the bottom will be, but if and when I need to land, it will be toe, roll down to heel, first.
I’m painting again, but laying the groundwork first – to find the real direction this commission is going to take. I’m immersed in my giant Waltz Across Texas paintings, and letting them speak to me and take me where I need to go! Floating is good!!