I’m learning a valuable lesson: that it’s motion nonetheless even when it’s slow motion.  My appointments with the easel have been less routine lately because I’ve had a bunch of rather mundane chores to do, but I nibble away at various paintings and marvel that even nibbles produce ideas.  The pictures happen more slowly, but they still happen.

Sometimes a lot of change gets compressed into a small space.  I don’t know what the effects of working slowly really are, how the painting done in captured moments will differ from pictures that I could do with sustained interest, but I am painting.  I am thinking about colors and lines.  I gaze at forests in imagination and at the atmosphere.

And who can say what influence my chores have, also, upon the pictorial thoughts?  Perhaps adding a beneficent influence from wider Life?

The point is that you just keep patiently working.  And stuff — good stuff — will happen.

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4 thoughts on “Slow motion

  1. Oops! That last comment was from me, from my shadowy alter that has been fooling around with WordPress and finds that it sticksl like crazy glue as I try to extricate myself.

  2. Thank you, Ben. Merci!

    And thank you, Squirrel. Twice thank you. Your timely observations are most enjoyable — in any voice.

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