i've been neglecting my blog lately. maybe it's because i've already said all there is to say, written what i needed to write. maybe i've gotten something out of my system. maybe i've grown tired of looking at the computer screen, and can barely muster the desire to sit my butt down in a chair on a long summer day. maybe i'm too darn busy now that summer is in full swing and there is so much to do that i can barely squeeze it in. maybe it's all of that. or maybe i'm just darn tired of doing one painting a day, one painting a day, one painting a day, on and on like a skipping LP.
honestly, now that i'm a measly twenty seven days away from my landmark of one year on this project, i feel a bit like a kid trapped in elementary school the week before summer break: restless as hell, looking longingly out that window at the beckoning green grass field. don't get me wrong, i love my watercolors. i love how people love them. they have become me, and i have become them. i've learned a ton, and made tons of absolute breakthroughs with my work and my self. but enough is enough. i have ideas a'brewing, the kinds of ideas that will take me more than just one day.
like this piece, for instance. it took me three days, altogether, in bits and pieces. art-making is an evolution of ideas, with a few successes and a few failures every time. it takes time, and can't be rushed, or squeezed into a box. at it's best, it's not so formulaic, but born of discovery, tending to lead down a windy road full of surprises and revelations. to an artist, every piece is never finished, an incomplete picture, a fragment of the greater puzzle that will one day become your "life's work". as the saying goes, rome was not built in one day. so here's to future accomplishments.