I just realized something huge…I have to buy large pieces of canvas or maybe paper…I need to just create large loose drawing/paintings..there is something about the materials. because its not paint i am somehow able to get there quickly. i can open up and tap into it because i am more loose form the start. the way the brush is feeling dragging along the wall. short strokes. watery. opaque.

magic is happening all around us. life is happening.

I am just feeling this. Its open there is no limit. it’s the wall. i am dripping paint, adding water. subtract the water. like reeds. standing on a chair. new view. painting from the side. kneeling on the floor. it feels right. i am letting it move me. my mind is allowing the creativity to come through without being filtered. i am literally not bogging my brain down .it is feeling so easy right now. the first swoosh of yellow and my soul felt on fire. it was the best decision to add another color. it popped. i am using only a few colors need to see whatI can do with a limited palette. it will allow me to continue to turn it off and just go.

i want to get my whole body into this piece

for months i have been looking at that om on my wall and have been wanting to work on it. it seemed so dry , like i was afraid to apply paint. that painting was one that I did solo. after I made this piece I took another long break from working. today just felt like the right time to work on it again.

I started with the oil sticks, confident choppy long strokes with the color. it started to come out. I stopped thinking about it. then i needed white i wanted to feel it shinning. i grabbed that sample loews house paint and started going for it. i grabbed the painting turned it upside down and wasn’t even aware of what I was doing. until i suddenly stopped and looked. i felt joy. couldn’t stop smiling. amazing. it was as if it all fused together as one.

the painting now moves. flowing together. it has life. it’s not flat anymore. it’s moving finally. it’s tribal. there is a life of color.