I am frozen from un-painting. Each stroke awakens something inside me but it's slow going. Too slow. Not painting for several weeks has hurt me. I've shut down in unknown ways. I want me back. F this S. Now that feels good t'say. Tomorrow I paint again, and tomorrow and slowly I start to feel the painting come alive inside my skin and it becomes real.
"I close my eyes, oh god I think I'm falling. Just like a prayer I'll take you there, it's like a dream to me." ~ Madonna
Day one in the new studio is now over.