4.13.2009

eighty.one


Painting is the only thing that's made sense lately. Even though I could barely find appropriate painting supplies tonight, I desperately needed to create something - anything. For this I simply wrote words and then used paint to highlight or obscure certain ones.
I believe my artwork is most often driven by my experiences and my feelings regarding them. As a result, sometimes I simply must create. . . other times I have to force myself to come up with anything. I think consistency would be helpful in this matter - making myself paint each day, regardless outward circumstances or inner feelings. What do you do to motivate yourself on a day when painting seems like more of a burden than anything?

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