This week I picked up the paintings from my show at Pen & Brush. Thrilled to have been asked to participate, thrilled that we were able to have an opening reception right before the pandemic, but crushed that no one got to see the show, and that those paintings are now rolled up in storage and will probably not get shown again. Also this week I finally got word about the artist residency program I was supposed to participate in this month at Arts Letters & Numbers. It is now officially postponed until further notice.
I am extremely fortunate to be on my own, with a place to live and work, and the freedom of time and commitment, but having all communal activities shuttered or postponed, some indefinitely, is certainly bittersweet.
Time itself is bittersweet. The state of the world, our country, our communities, leaves me feeling scattered and restless.
I'm aware that this time I've been given is a gift, an opportunity to be focused and introspective, innovative, productive. So, each week I start all over with lists of how not to squander it. How to make the most of these moments.
As today is Monday, I guess I'm sending this out into the world to anyone else feeling this way-
Keep working! little by little by little...
|Untitled Pink I, oil on canvas, approx. 46x40 inches|
|Untitled Pink II, oil on canvas, approx. 46x40 inches|
|Untitled Pink III, oil on canvas, approx. 27x35 inches|