Summer clenches and holds onto October creating this feeling of never ending days. Day and night of late feels like a rolling tide. Deadlines and Programming and Daily Chores… A nagging feeling that somewhere more time is needed. An urge to just want to create thing nags at me and wakes me up like this morning at 4:00 am to paint.
I snap little moments that give me clarity. Yesterday, I hopped out of the car and snapped the photo of our field. The colors and balance is how I feel internally of late. A heavy sky above me and a swirling green grass chasing me and asking a little more of me. All I want to do is be somewhere in the blue calm.
Listening to the urge to get out of bed and paint this photo was more therapeutic than artistic. The quiet of an empty studio and a stillness in my consciousness is sometimes better than an extra hour of sleep.