
Oil on Gessoed Board
42 x 52 cm, 16.5 x 20.5”
After many days of phone calls, reservations, rushing to clean and ready villas on turn-over days and fulfilling needs I so desperately needed a walk in the forest.... I couldn't, since I must stay here for the summer business. The forest is too far away in my physical reality....
painting this need for rest, quiet and stillness was even better than if I could have done the real thing. Here the wild Self (yours and mine) pads barefoot on the moist earth... no clothes to hinder her.... no cell phones to alter and intrude on the space around her.... just her, or you, or me.....
I started this painting with a palette knife but as I lost myself I found myself finger painting. It was inspiring.... like chucking the garb of daily life (clothes and cell phones).... I chucked the paintbrushes and knives and got right into the paint. It's very liberating.....
... you should try it sometime.... (and I don't just mean the paintbrush and knife)...
Be well....
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