So I don’t know what exactly it was about yesterday, but everywhere I looked I saw composition.
Maybe it was the Ray Johnson “How to draw a Bunny” documentary I saw the night before. Or maybe it was the over-infiltration of paint fumes from a kitchen-cabinet facelift.
Whatever it was, I took the best pictures of my life yesterday.
As much as I love to do the backstroke thru paint on canvas, I adore photography. I think it feels like a ‘safer’ medium to me.
It’s where I can capture the world
as I see it
(instead of)
creating a world I imagine
from vast white space (writing, painting).
And we’re all familiar with the age-old saying, “A picture’s worth a thousand words.” As my blog entries tend to weigh in around the 1000 word mark, I can’t help but to wonder if through photography I can master brevity.
I think I might be done with my latest painting. I’m questioning whether I wanna go ‘busier’ with it, but I think, for the time being I’m gonna leave it.
I’ve got to get on to Sicily. I think I stumbled upon my Sicilian inspiration yesterday. I photographed several variations of the image that I aim to try and paint.
Will I be able to transfer it as I imagine? My sources say, “probably not”.
But my gut says, “What if you can?’
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