My Work Is Changing

There is a shift in my work. It feels like a long time coming, honestly.

I’ve been wanting to make these changes for years, but didn’t know how. Didn’t even know I could.

And still, it is a little bit of an unknowing. I am not sure how it will turn out in the end, but I am working.

This process is scary, the way I am making has an uncertain outcome. I have to trust myself to make compositional decisions on the spot, to mix colors intuitively and without pause. I have to slow myself to feel my way through a work without criticism from my own ego-self.

I am doing.

I really don’t want to overthink it.

There is history involved, pain, and a shadow of doubt.

But I am excited about the changes. The marks I’m making. The colors I’m choosing. The images I’m drawing.

The way I paint isn’t the same as it used to be.

I am getting deeper within myself and exploring inner parts of my mind and soul. My childhood has started to emerge in my work. It isn’t just about being a mother anymore, I am discovering my whole self, there are many layers.

Painting is becoming a way to translate memory in an entirely new way. It isn’t just an image anymore. It isn’t just a pretty picture.

It’s become more about mark making and color combinations.

Symbolism, perhaps.

It is all very exciting!

I cannot wait to get into the studio, again.

I am looking forward to what is next for my work.

I can’t wait to see where this takes me.

Below: A work in progress…