A lot of people have been asking me how I am spending my summer. Apparently, trying to relax and recover from a tough year isn't the answer they are hoping for. They always look so disappointed when I say that.
Journeying inward is what I'm really doing. That usually involves studio time.
I'm working on the plant painting, and I like it so far. The changes I make from day to day would look pretty small on screen, so I'm saving it up until more happens.
In the meantime, I've been combing through my sketchbooks for images to develop into little dry point prints. This one comes from a dream, or nightmare, actually. Up until now, it didn't seem like a good image to take any farther, but today, since so many things in the world are awful, this one matched the feeling I get after reading the news.
I'd like to march through my sketchbooks and make drypoint of all the images I've ignored for one reason or another over the years. I've already started this one. Because I'm usually so detail oriented, I'm trying to loosen up and let the image develop with fewer tools and more work with my eyeballs and hands.
I promise the next one won't be so dark.
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