I painted this 'chaos layer' on a page in my sketchbook with freedom and delight a couple of weeks ago.
Since then so much topsy-turvy going on here, what with Dave's knee surgery and challenging ongoing recovery, Caroline's being here and then not being here, driveway's being dug up for repaving, front entry and stairway's being painted and prepped for eventual wallpaper, carpeting's being installed, fall tutorial schedule's starting up, and driveway's getting its base coat put in place.
But, seriously, all of that is nothing.
It is piffle.
What's really going on is my own inner paralysis. I notice my hesitation, my resistance to the possibility of not 'liking' whatever I do next. I can't seem to get out of my own way.
And that is all I have to say!
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work in 9 x 12" on paper |
