The melancholy and remembrance of death — the playful scariness of Halloween, the acknowledgement of the link between the living and the dead on Day of the Dead — this year it’s brought some new kinds of art to me.
My son, who is a more abstract and intuitive painter, has been sharing my studio with me. We collaborated on this painting:
And today I finished an intuitive painting, laying on paint and smearing it around. I let it sit for a few days and waited until it told me what direction to go in — I’m going in circles, reminiscing on lost love, and wondering what happens when we become ghosts.
One of the interesting things about an art practice is that it wakes up new things in you. Your vision improves, your mind expands.
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