working on this eco printed 2 sided piece.
I can not tame it into my aesthetic.
It roils and bubbles and gets lumpy and ugly.
I can't seem to please it.
I can't seem to find my way with it, and yet it holds such promise with its beautiful earth - archteype- thin place lovliness/anxiousness
I can't just abandon it.
An example of how hard it is to be simple.
I respond to the marks made by the bundled plants
I respond to the beatuiful accidents and want to sing along with them.
But when I do that, the aesthetic of simplicity that holds my work steady
These marks are exciting.
Is it possible to carry their energy with my hands back to my simple quiet spirit home?
and also dance with them in their own space?
They are too strong. They are willful
They are difficult.
Does it need some colour? I pin pink linen to lower right.
Does it need a red bit? I pin a thin horizontal line.
I make black and white borders.
I need to work through this piece.
It needs me.
I've experienced some loss recently
I need to be needed.
Making is medicine for me.
to communicate something terribly inner.
(from an old journal)
Marks that connect human psyche across time and place.
painting is so difficult, life is so short