Saturday, March 28, 2009
A three-painting day
It's been a while since I've had a three-painting day. They are rare and they are special, and I treasure them.
Yes, painting comes from inspiration. It comes from the muses, and the heavens and the time before time. But I have to be ready for it. I feel it's my job to prepare myself so that when inspiration lopes in, I have the strength and agility to leap up and ride.
Yesterday, I grabbed a hold and rode for all that I was worth.
I made this painting as the sun was setting. I'd seen this field 200 times, and I knew there was something in it for me. I set up and began painting, and right from the start, I knew it was good. Then, Ricky from Con-Way freight pulled his car over, got out, introduced himself and asked if he could look. He was on this way to work, he said, and he'd seen me painting and just had to stop. He was a happy man with a big smile and strong hands, and he helped round out a day of pleasure and sustenance for me.
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