In my studio there are always works-in-progress. It is not uncommon for me to have many “starts” hanging around begging for another layer of paint or collage or a few more colorful strokes from the brush. Sometimes I get down to bare bones after a show, but the studio always has many brushes waiting with amazing potential in them.
The palette usually stays charged; materials are at hand. What’s not a work-in-progress about my studio with all this at the ready?
As the sap is rising in the pecan trees outside, new sap is rising in me too. New beginnings, it’s time to play with the newness I’m feeling in my heart and soul. I’ve painted numerous ideas of “new beginnings,” and the ideas continue to generate, expand, reach for more. Eggs, and their busy yet cozy enveloping environments speak to me of newness. So I’ve started a virtual-work-in-progress. Here you can see green paste paper with printed leaves, orange striped paste paper, also a fragment of an old family letter. Newness is developing, one nest with an egg visible and another with its eggs hidden from view. It’s a current work-in-progress.