How about a little play with color, a little play with paint, a momentary suspension of the hierarchy of the left brain critic? Oh, I know, it's in there watching: as you push paint around, visualize your influences, as you consider elements of composition along with value and construct. But you, the artist you, can be the alpha dog of your own paint world.
Speaking of influences. I painted this painting today and saw some of my favorite artist mentors. I swear, they live in my head! Previous to painting, I'd been out grocery shopping. I didn't see any painters then...
I see the influence if not the mastery of Helen Frankenthaler, Fritz Scholder and Jim Waid.
And, as always, my left brain sat in the corner offering a gentle word or two--mostly, thinking of Anne Taintor's, "The Secret Ingredient is Resentment." Anne is my kind of woman. Was this because of my chores today?
Left brain response: That's a really ugly painting!
Don't let your left brain drive the painting. Your heart knows the paint a lot better. Palm #57 Tucson (oil on canvas, 16" x 20").
