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I haven't painted for three weeks.
And yet I am overflowing with art.
From Florida to Ohio to Italy to Ohio and back to Florida again. Everywhere art. The Cleveland Art Museum, the Cleveland Youth Wind Symphony, a wand-maker (more about him in another post), Tuscany, Cinque Terre, Florence, Rome, the Vatican, the street artists and street musicians and graffiti and food and fashion. All art.
My head is bursting with ideas, colors and movement. My body is weary and aching and done in. My neck and back...well, we won't even discuss them.
And yet I am overflowing with art.
From Florida to Ohio to Italy to Ohio and back to Florida again. Everywhere art. The Cleveland Art Museum, the Cleveland Youth Wind Symphony, a wand-maker (more about him in another post), Tuscany, Cinque Terre, Florence, Rome, the Vatican, the street artists and street musicians and graffiti and food and fashion. All art.
My head is bursting with ideas, colors and movement. My body is weary and aching and done in. My neck and back...well, we won't even discuss them.
painting withdrawal syndrome
I will go gently into my studio and begin to process all I have seen and tasted and smelled and felt and thought. There is too much. I don't know where to begin. But I know that I will start. Even these little sketches, scribbly and scratchy - pen on paper - a beginning.
Some extra strong Italian coffee might be just the thing I need. Our bus driver, Mariano, kept a personal espresso maker on the bus. Maybe my studio needs one, too?
Some extra strong Italian coffee might be just the thing I need. Our bus driver, Mariano, kept a personal espresso maker on the bus. Maybe my studio needs one, too?
Can't wait to see what emerges from YOUR studio as your past three weeks percolate through you and manifest.
Recreating your studio will be glorious! Any time I move things around, I am unfused with new ideas and energy. This week I hope to move some paint around on paper...ha ha!
Italian art is highly religious and historical - almost to the point where it is difficult to process if one isn't Catholic or Italian! But the sheer magnitude of it all is stunning. The colors, the perspectives - the age of each piece. Overwhelming!
And Morocco! On my bucket list. I can smell the spices....
You were on a whirlwind trip and happy to read you're resting while processing all the beauty that surrounded you. You're studio will be on fire in no time. Looking forward to seeing where the paint will take a you. xoxo