Friday morning

I find that the morning is the best time to think creatively. It is the best time to problem solve and think of new directions to explore. I am not afraid in the morning of what might happen. 

Its during the day that those thoughts creep in and start to weigh me down.

But the morning is the free time to fly into the realms of bliss that make it a delight to go to the studio and start anew.

In the process of painting the washing and scrubbing and repainting over and over is the most interesting place to find new roads and ideas. My initial idea might be ok but it is only by working on a piece for a long time that the painting starts painting itself. That is when it is perfect, I am gone and what I am painting tells me what to do. 

I suppose it is like that for any creative process you leave your awareness of yourself. 

September 12,2008