day 9

29 paintings

i made a promise that i would paint each day.

regardless of what life presents.  yesterday was a full day of workshop with seth apter

and then a birthday celebration afterwards.  i don't know about you, but i am spent after

a full day of painting and yakking with friends.  that is a fatigue in a good way.

so this morning before i run off to another day of the same, i hunted in my closet

of lost paintings and found this metallic painted board.   i gessoed over it

but you can still see there is a flower and some thick black acrylic

i squeezed from a needle tip bottle.  i never liked it.

the strong lines actually lent itself to this painting of the craggy 

faced zen monk poet ikkyu who i mentioned in an earlier post.



“Nothing can cure the soul but the senses, 
just as nothing can cure the senses but the soul.” 
― Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray