So I've finally returned from hiatus. I can't tell you how crazy my life has been over the past few weeks (no really I can't). The worst part is that I have been dying to create but other things just keep coming up. This is always the way it goes. It's been kind of daunting to get back into the project because I know now that I've missed so many weeks. I could probably be up to fifty paintings by now. I'm determined to paint more than three paintings a week in order to catch up (again, none of it matters really because there is no deadline, but this is just an irreversible part of myself I've developed. What else can I be?). I've also primed some masonite (google chrome tells me this isn't a real word, but I swear that's what it's called) for a summer of painting. I've been writing a lot of songs for an upcoming album whose release date is still TBD. Even better though, I've been typing these songs on an old smith-corona typewriter I bought for $12 at a flea market. It's really magical. Everything about it feels authentic.
I'd like to add just for funsies, that I keep having dreams about writing and directing plays. I so rarely have creative dreams (weird right?). The first dream I had I dreamt I wrote a play that took place under the sea and the characters were sea animals, and in the play they were all rehearsing to be in a musical play (how meta), but they all really sucked, with the exception of a whale... who is a naturally good crooner... as we all know.
Then the other night I even got all pretentious and self-righteous in my dream about a play I had written. My producer wanted to change things that I thought were integral to the production, so I said I'd be taking my play elsewhere. Which is hilarious actually, if you know me.
And I wouldn't go holding my breath or anything, but I also have a brilliant idea for a stop motion video. Which I've had a great love and passion for. So we'll see about that.
So I've got all these great ideas, and basically no brain space to work them all out at once. I feel like I'm going insane. I just wish there was more time, or people I could delegate my ideas to. This is probably why I can't ever have a real job. How will I ever get all my own work done? How did I ever graduate from college? I was even on a fairly "regular" sleep schedule by my senior year. Fancy that.
I won't delve too deep into the content of these paintings. After all, I have many more paintings to do. I will say though, that I was surprised it took me this long to do a winter scene. Watercolor usually lends itself pretty well to that kind of thing.
"The Secret Keeper"
This painting is of a fox leaping through a field of sage. I guess the advice would be. "Look before you leap." Sage the plant is generally associated with wisdom, immortality, etc. Foxes are known for their cleverness. And let's face it, foxes are awesome. I went to the zoo recently, and apart from the spectacled bear (my favorite bear), and some very curious meerkats, there was a red fox I almost took home. Unfortunately New York has this thing about not keeping native animals as pets. Pshaw.
This last painting is sort of a sequel to the third painting in this series called "Our Family Tree". I've been totally obsessed with insects lately. Especially beetles. I don't know, they are just so cool. I'd like to say "This one is probably self-explanatory" but maybe it's not so easy to see things outside of my head.
"Our Family Tree Revisited"
Will return with more paintings shortly. Ciao bella.