When every painting that I am working on is wet, my skin is stained a myriad of colors, and I actually start to think some of my paintings might be finished, it’s been a good day in the studio.
I accomplished all three marks today as I lost track of time in the circle of paintings I created. Currently, I’m working on three knitted canvasses, four medium sized canvasses, a circular canvass, and four small pieces. It’s little wonder I’ve only finished one painting since I moved to Boston. I joked with my best friend that I replaced working on my six foot tall paintings by working on ten pieces. When I said it, I through I was exaggerating. Turns out I wasn’t.
My new studio is an absolute blessing. With the plastic I’ve laid on the floor and the knowledge that I have every color of paint I would need to fix-up my room, just in case, I can let go and paint. Red splotches stain the white curtain in my room and there were rivers and puddles of thinned out blue paint on the floor and I just kept moving.
I touched all twelve of my paintings today. Though they are all in different stages, I’ve decided that at least one of them will be finished by the end of my Art Month. Hopefully I’ll have a new collection that I can start sending out to the world, or at least to the Boston community.
