Behind the Scenes.
Things are happening. But mostly inside. Nothing will show itself from these past weeks for a while. If you know me, you know I usually jump opportunites to get out (in real life or online) and talk to people. Usually activity and hanging out are great for me-since I’ve spent so much time alone, and in bed the past few decades. But right now I need to pull back a little. To disengage. I’m going inward. To examine things.
The other day in class, when I was done with art modeling, I heard a beginning student say “I’m so scared of painting.” I took a moment and told her-its OK, we all are. I know professional painters and sculptors who feel doubt every time they approach new work. And most of the way through it. Maybe even after it’s finished. I think its part of the process. It just feels weird. Like after so much time, the struggle, the fear should lessen, or somehow magically dissipate. It probably never will.
” Do it anyway” I told her.