Painting as I see it.
On June 7, I posted a drawing for this painting. I grew up in San Antonio, which is just down the road from Uvalde. There is no way to make sense of mass shootings, which are now the norm. The pink blocks stand for the families of the victims.
Working flat is not my normal way. So the surface is paper, smooth and not textured like canvas. And there are no drips. Gregg got up on a ladder to take this photo, because I’m not done yet. When I am done, we have to find a 10 ft. wall to hang it on for a final photo.
There is a paper mill near here. This piece of paper was left in the school by a teacher. It has pin holes in the corners. It is 41″ wide by 10 feet long. Dale says it is milk carton paper. It is very heavy. Painting on a flat surface is different for me. The photos are all spread out, for now, but they might give you an idea. Since I am painting this on a table, there are no drips. There is still gravity, just not so obvious.
This painting has “simmered” a long time. The horse might sing is a tale of hope and possibilities. The double row of teeth on the right side show some of the obstacles! The canvas is 4 feet by 5 feet. 
The assault in Uvalde …no words.
What the Hell Happened? I don’t need those pesky constitutional protections. Much.
My kids and husband don’t need it, but I still do some mothering.
I have put aside New Perspective until I get a new perspective. It has been a challenging painting. I may jinx this one, but it has been much smoother so far. The title is Don’t Be Disappointed. We have been trying to sell part of our property. We have had several offers that have fallen through. I have mixed feelings. This line of encouragement is that things change. As an artist I celebrate change. But my old crab
persona does not.
I’ve been working on New Perspective for nine months, a long time for me. I am working from words and experience, not photos.
There is a lot going on that is … involving. Now I am working more closely with Gregg on sculpture. I have worked on 2-d paintings and drawings for a long time, and this third dimension is pushing me around. I represent gravity in my paintings by letting the paint drip. In a sculpture, gravity will literally take me and throw me on the ground. Ouch! That’s how I got involved in making Poly: means many. I am tentative, but I’m getting bolder, more confident. Or so I tell myself.
This relates to this painting New Perspective. This is grappling with my transition into the third dimension. I have worked on it from every vertical direction. Maybe it’s time to put it on the floor? I won’t work on it above my head, too much trouble.
This is a painting. I am pulling colors and energy from around me. I’ve been striving with this one for months.
