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December 14, 2005
Thoughts while painting, continued
Things scribbled on walls, paintings and scraps of paper, while waiting to want to continue to paint:
What is it I feel – what drives me?
I feel a passion,
a lust, a love
of subject and medium.
It’s my fucking frustrations that drive me.
The endless complex mindless confusion of existence.
The sickening responsibility of the potential picture.
It’s all about what’s missing – chasing the missing bits.
Everything has been done before.
Same tone, different hue.
There comes a time in the life of every painting when you’ve got to stop fiddling and get on with making it work.
Posted by john at December 14, 2005 12:15 AM