So slowly slowly...I have 6 works in progress. I can't finish 1 at a time. They all get done though- eventually and anyway I find it difficult to paint over something I started as if not giving it a chance at who it is.
I feel more and more when I'm working on something that it arrives from somewhere, taking on it's own shape and personality and that it has some sort of destination - somebody waiting for it at the other end that it belongs with. I talk to them - the figures and animals that I paint - and I listen out for anything I should include in the painting. I feel the loop forming between myself the painting and something/someone else invisible.
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