Dreamy Dusk, 2008, Oil on Panel, 18x24
The last few days have been filled with ups and downs. On Tuesday night, I was happy. I had a number of pieces that were off to a great start. They were all looking good and the world was all bright and sunny. I felt like the coolest girl painter ever at the middle school orientation (my older daughter starts next fall-holy cow!) and it's true that my ego was bursting a bit when a friend of ours was joking about how he and his wife see my work everywhere they go; NYC, Williamstown, Tahiti. Oops, just kidding about Tahiti. Anyway, after working on Wednesday and realizing that one large piece was definitely crappy, and a few of the others looked pretty questionable, I went to bed feeling like I should give up painting and just go get a real job, you know the kind where every day is exactly the same. I couldn't begin to imagine how I could make any of the questionable pieces work. But this evening, after spending a few hours today mucking around in the studio, I am feeling good again. I saved the ones that had been on the fence and I don't mind saying that they actually turned out to be pretty dang good! Still have a 36x36 panel to sand down, but THAT'S nothing new. So I will go to bed tonight feeling like I really am a painter after all.
Sheesh. Wonder what tomorrow will bring?