Saturday, January 31, 2009
On the Edge
I'm feeling on the edge about my work at the moment- a feeling that something's afoot. This happens every so often. For the first ten years or so after I started painting again, it would happen about every six months- what seemed like a huge leap forward, mostly in technique. Then, as time went on, the shifts became more incremental, less dramatic- more about refinement of both technique and aesthetics. Or, so I thought. Then about two years ago, there was a major realignment- an 8 on my personal Richter scale. I stopped working in pastel (which had been my primary medium up until then) and started working exclusively in oil in an indirect way, rather than the alla prima method I had been trained in. At the same time, I really honed down some of the aesthetic choices I was making about what I paint and why- a direction I had been moving in for several years. Looking back, I realize that there were lots of little tremors and small quakes over the years preceding all those changes. My husband is actually more sensitive to all of this than I am. So, last week when he said "something's happening", I listened. And, I think he's right.