A couple of days ago, I awoke to a dream I was having. In mood, it was just like the worst first day of school dreams I used to have when I was younger. This dream took place where I have been teaching workshops over the past year. I have a drawing class scheduled for next Wednesday, but in the dream I hadn’t let the students know what to bring for supplies. Since I have an unusual project planned (I’ll tell you more later, if it works!), I needed to let them know. But I
IMG_3802, originally uploaded by leyaevelyn. It’s been quiet on the painting front for about a week. At least, until today. I finally had photos taken so, after a big push over several weeks to finish up enough strong work for the photo shoot, body, mind and spirit needed a break. But after nine days of not painting, the mind and spirit began to revolt. Not happy. So this morning I went back at it. I had one more triptych prepared and ready. I was thinking it should be red. L
IMG_3636, originally uploaded by leyaevelyn. Once I got the okay from my eye surgeon, I hurried into my studio and, of course, overdid it! The joy in getting back to painting has been the reward. I just tend to ignore the aches that go along with my excessive arm movements and having to haul big canvases around! I had prepared about a dozen canvases before needing to take a break for the surgery. So I was very eager for the attack. All went well, lots of paint, lots of ideas.
The ice breaking up on the lake, originally uploaded by leyaevelyn. All I see is paint. Big slashes of paint. In all the colors I’ve been using for the past few days. After weeks of reworking older pieces, this week, finally, I’ve been starting some new paintings. Quite a few, actually. Completely virgin canvases. It takes several weeks of preparation to get to this point: stretching, priming, collage application, and silkscreening. By the time I finally do put the paint to t
So, my driveway has been plowed four times since I’ve been back from NYC. Three times in three days, in fact. It’s been cold, very cold, but mainly sunny for a few days. Lila and I went for a walk today on the lake with her friend Clancy and Clancy’s mom. Before we knew it, we had been out there for almost an hour. Time didn’t exist. The air was fresh, the snow pristine. I am always happy, peaceful, when I am walking on the lake. I’ve been back two weeks and finally, on Tu
There has been a lot of talk on the radio the last couple of days about, basically, the importance of stupidity. Stupid meaning, in this case, not knowing. If you don’t know, you search, discover, are refreshingly open to possibilities. That is where the best of my work happens. Those dumb paintings are the ones that teach me, educate me. In the process of cleaning up my house, emptying closets, sorting books and papers, I also brought one of my recent paintings up into my li