Work in Progress: art and life
This week has been full, I mean full. Full of work, full of anticipation, full of friendship, full of anxiety, full full full, I am full. And so I share with you my unfinished work. May in it’s underwear. I could not complete this painting. As a person who lives by lists and due dates this unfinished goal is a blot on my literal record of things done and things left undone. But there is some liberation in this admission, once admitted, that I could not possibly complete this painting of May in the month May. So there it is, what at first feels like failure becomes a reason to reflect and rethink, release and recalibrate. So I added to my todo list, right under •finish May painting for calendar series, •write about not finishing May painting for blog. It is good to be reminded that we are never finished with this thing we call life. We are at every moment, until our final hour, final minutes I dare say, an unfinished work in progress. As humans we have the opportunity to continue to grow and change to know ourselves more fully, to share ourselves more wholly. And so today I share my unfinished art, my unfinished self, relieved by my admission of incompleteness, buoyed by my absolute faith that you, my dear readers, will understand, that we are all a work in progress.
I am off to the CREATE conference in Orange county today. And return Sunday where upon I leave for a two week vacation with my little family. I promise to post May then June paintings sometime in the next month. Through the summer I will post only sporadically and will return to regular posting in September.