on the manhattan bridge
on my bike
on my way to work
and
it's pushing 90°
i go into granny gear
for the uphill part of the bridge
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because i have been trying to focus more on "studio"
and less on "vrtual"
and really less on "social"
i have not been participating in certain things as much as i normally would
this was taken in response to lauren mccarthy's 1stfans twitter project
and i finally posted this:
which i found so moving
finally
finally
finally
even though everything is most definitely not put away
it is off the studio floor
and i can actually experience
the full width of the room
it's a vast improvement
the space feels so much better;
i no longer feel as if i am painting in a corridor
we'll see what happens next...
this is a strangely significant photo...
always,
since i have been taking pictures
i see myself in a moment
and want to take a picture of it
meaning
i want to take a picture
where the subject is the moment
i remember this countless times,
like
being in the bath
with the water running over my feet
or seeing just the tips of my toes
floating above the water line...
somehow,
this is one of those pictures
sometimes tears are all right
i had a very strong connection to the garden today
this feeling made me very, very happy
it also led to a vision about the little office space connected to my studio:
i think i need to paint it a deep, rich red,
i need to make a more womb-like space,
that is part of my studio
(i know my partner in crime will understand)
so i am all right with my todoist 4 2day
a bit of a cop out of a self portrait
i don't see a truth here
i don't feel a connection to me
unless it's that i was trying too hard
to make up for something i missed...
at about 5
i went out into the garden to read.
it had been so hot
that it was the first time all day
that it was comfortable to sit in the sun
i was on the chairs from my mom
very cozy, with cushions
and oski came up
and was lying next to me
i would have given anything
to have had my cellphone
to take a self portrait at that moment
to capture the perfection of it
but maybe it is better
for that image to exist
just in my mind,
just in my heart,
and for me to have had the experience
as opposed to the reflective
(and revlexive) reaction.
an uneventful day in the studio,
but peaceful,
which is a major improvement
watercolors are getting ugly again
(btw that's not harsh, it's process)
but i really do
(surprisingly)
like this one
(no, not with my left hand)
(wow this post is all over the place)
blessings of the day:
i painted b4 work
it's really nice biking weather
i am going to go to bed instead of doing community work until 2AM
all in all
not a bad day
it was the first day
in a long time
that i was completely along
for a long stretch of time
and since i left the loft 3 years ago
i bet i can count days like this
on one hand
they used to be the norm...
missing piece to the puzzle?
so today's snap was taken while touring the studio
(outtake here)
it's all in the name of "listening"
and "rescuing"
and "discovery"
and this
i believe
is brilliant
if you use firefox
you can download an extension
and make this page your default page
when you open up a new tab
now,
you would think with an inspiration like that
i didn't spend too much time today surfing
but you'd be wrong
thought this was rather confirming since it kind of describes my process
(tho i know my partner in crime does not like "tricks")
painting stuff out again
trying to see
trying to hear
trying to feel
trying to tolerate the intolerable
trying to tune in that signal but not even getting static
oh yea
just trying