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.
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.
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.
I have been collaborating with Gregg on his sculptures. I forget that what I draw or paint may not stand up or intersect in reality. I worked on this, trying to think more sculpturally. I’m still more interested in color and paint.
The weather here has been too cold, snowy and wet to get to the studio much. I’m horrified what Texans have had to put up with. At least I expect cold weather here. And we are serviced by the Haywood EMC Co op.
So, I was able to do some painting today. This was started last year, but I thought it was not complex enough. Radio Signals.
2020 will smack many people with horrible medical debt, no matter if they are insured or not. Trying to deal with it is oh, so …bad. Harassing phone calls and threatening letters, but no solutions. Kill yourself? How do they think you can pay if you do that?
