So I have all these canvases....so many ideas and where to start. Most the time I just go for it but this time or this instance I'm stuck. I have some pieces with my texture aplied but not sure where to start with color...so the canvas sits waiting for the moment when I just jump up and start painting. I like to say I don't think to much I just paint but that would be a lie. Some piece I spend time measuring for perfection and these applying my color without and precision or thought. I could paint flowers pieces all and night, but I just finished 7 pieces for Mother's Day and want to move on to other ideas...geez..where to begin. It's also tough when you have a job you love and feel the need to work at night or over the weekend then your fighting between work and art. I suppose life could be much worse and I shouldn't bitch. I have so many canvases or various sizes and I want to play with so much color and design..maybe, without notice, without thought, without precision I will just go for it and find that they all become something other than I sat thinking of from the start. This is the beauty of art and the soul of a painting..it simply becomes........
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