A lot can happen in a year
365 days
12 months
100’s of birthdays
countless paintings
and I am here
Its amazing the transformation that can occur in that amount of time
In reflection, I really don’t think I could have foreseen the outcome
365 days ago – I painted a very dark self portrait
Than I went to total abstraction
I could’nt be bothered with subject matter
I was the subject matter
I still am, most likely always will be
My early canvases were light pulling away from dark
light being free
2 heavy contrasts pulling away form one another
I painted with my hands, fingers in paint, tools unconventional
Half way through the year I introduced color
Lots and lots of color
Still the canvases were and still are heavily textured
Now its been a year
I am in the air, literally
My newest canvas, HUGE
4 feet by 5 feet
and its filled with color and layers many layers
There is no texture
It doesn’t feel rough only smooth
I welcome the next 365 days
Where will I be?
A few of you know – I will need to look at my canvas to tell
I only hope the days will linger and not move too quickly so,
I can savor the creation
