1:46: gotta run to an eye appointment in Salida, so i’m just posting the image of what I did today & will comment later. scroll down to yesterdays post to compare.
7:30 PM: so today i was in a bit of fear. i was unsettled by the floaters i was seeing dance across my field of vision and afraid of what they might mean. as it turned out, when i visited the eye doc in salida, these floaters turned out to not be concerning. but it was worth the trip to salida to be certain i don’t have detached retina!
so i’m proud of myself that, despite my fears, i did my best work yet on kwazu no shosa, and may have finally resolved it. i found what in greek they call “το χου” which, roughly translated, means the magic.
it’s a mystery. it’s what happens when you are on the edge of despair, and ready to literally give up. give up my plans; my solutions…and how this manifests, in my case, is by going in and scraping over marks i considered precious, even sacred.
using the palette knfe as an out-of-control brush; a tool that, much like when you’re shoveling snow or sweeping it off your sidewalk, leaves a trail of marks reflecting the movement of your body & it’s innate sense of graceful rhythm and flow.
or, when you use that tool they have at most gas stations to wipe clean your dirty windshield. you create a brief, innocent dance reflected in the marks it leaves. you’re not thinking of the process as an artistic expression. you’re focused on getting the dirt & dust off & having a clear windshield. on the canvas, this can translate into magic.and this is where your awareness and knowledge of the history of art comes in. you remember a lock of hair painted by frans hals; one of constable’s clouds; deKooning’s marks in his women series…..and you know they were fully aware of these timeless thuths.