Oil on Panel January 2021 12 x 18 inches

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Corona Journal Entry Had a painting that was working but not well enough. On my way out tonight, I was thinking that I have not been naked enough lately in my journal. Not posting the less successful experiments which inevitably becomes a mental barrier to braver experimentation. So I made myself go after – and at that moment I didn’t have an idea yet – whatever would get the piece farther. I don’t love letting go. I do love being in flight and learning. It’s kind of like going from being dry and comfortable to swimming. It is always such a good idea to dive in but that moment between dry and wet is hard for me – the colder and more unknown the waters, the harder to make the choice. I can be a real wimp about getting wet. Then I find my resolve and the iciest mountain lake is swimmable. I’m always happy with the choice. Anyway, I jumped in and came up with this. It was progress. Less safe. Better. § The Corona virus is swirling and the downstream pain and losses are mounting. The politics in parallel with the virus only more horrifying in some ways. But I took a news moratorium today so I could focus on work. I was reflecting on how much of my time has gone into the crazy realities of this year. This journal is one of the ways I convert negative energy into something positive.