Her head was too small for her body, so I’m blocking it out with gesso. I’ve had a lot of paintings go wrong lately, but it’s okay. I take it all in stride, and it doesn’t bother me at all anymore. A couple years ago, I’d get so nervous if I went through a blah spell. I’d wonder if I’d ever get back on track..was I really an artist? Would I ever paint a painting I like again? What if my muse never returns, and I stop painting forever?? Now, I just laugh at my old fears and worries. Of course, I will get back on track, and paint something I like…sometime.

 

In the meantime, I’m not going to worry about it. I’ll just keep messing around in my studio until something good happens. And, when the not so good happens, it’s okay. It gives me something to post about on my blog, right? So, why should I care? My attitude reminds me of this painting I revised a couple months ago titled Zero.

 

 

 

Acrylic portrait painting of a woman who obviously doesn’t care. When asked how much she cares, she made a zero with her thumb and index finger. Zero is available for purchase here.