I find myself shaking my head many days in the studio. For someone who spent many years being a meticulous accountant, highly organized and precise to a fault, I'm amazed at the way I work when I'm in the right (wrong?) side of my brain.
I bounce from project to project, all the while glorying in the rich colour I see.
I'll move from a painting started with a book cover (a brilliant idea from one of my students, Dena Kubota)
to add a layer to a 'skin' in progress,
This all takes place under the watchful eye of Opal, the studio cat. She is very particular about anyone making too much commotion in 'her' studio.
I intersperse my studio time with workshops, shows and connecting with other artists. Is it any wonder that I sometimes feel myself going wild with colour madness? It's truly a wonderful life!