i did anything (and everything) that came into my head today
clearly it didn't amount to much
filled with relentless self recriminations
which i call truths
it seems to have gotten a little better towards the end
at least i'm consistent across mediums
it makes me feel as if i have something to say
even if i am not sure what it is
this is maybe the only time i have intentionally used the 16:9 ratio on my camera
(occasionally i find myself accidentally on that setting)
it's not that incredible an image
but it's the first time since this moment
that i've looked at this project in it's entirety
(and that was only about one month in)
basically i am making a drawing a day
that connects to the day before
i started on 1/15
(yes my bday)
and each segment goes to the 14th of the next month
i intended to make them into accordion books
(like i did with my original self portrait project
30 years ago)
but i am not sure that's going to work structurally
so i am still don't know how i am going to present it
(or for that matter
this spin off project
which connects not only left/right
but also up/down
and is quickly nearing its final 100th drawing)
i think a lot about the spaces in between...
about connections
and about juxtapositions
maybe it's just how i feel about process
and how ultimately
it is my subject matter
returning home;
sometimes it seems easier
if i am only going away overnight
to paint
very, very early the morning that i leave
and
very, very late the night i come home
rather than pack up all my supplies
and carry them along with the rest of my stuff
especially when the trip involves public transportation