Friday, March 09, 2007
I'm working on a painting for my friend Kelly, and it's really torturing me right now. I'm in that panicked state of creating where I think it's never going to look good. And i'm pretty seriously concerned that I may end up completely re-painting this before it's over. I'm already into a LOT of paint. I mean a LOT. I originally intended for it to be all wonky and abstract, but I'm not sure if I'm even capable of that at this time. After spending the last 7 months workin mostly on a computer system and not designing, I'm in a pretty left-brained state of mind. I might be more tempted to paint over the whole thing, but it's freakin' huge. 48" by 36". I think all that space is giving me a complex--really playing well to my anal tendencies.
I'm using some shimmery paint, which I absolutely love. Probably not very professional painter of me, but hey! Who gives a crap? Not me. I'm tired and ready to sleep on it. Isn't it great how you can hate something at 11:30 at night, and wake up to a miracle in the morning? I love that about a new day--things never seem so bad. How awesome is it that we get a fresh start every day? Well, mostly. I wish I would wake up with a Julia Roberts type body tomorrow morning.