Monday, December 18, 2006
Was lying in bed at 2 a.m., painting in my head, so I decided to be efficient, get up and actually do what I was thinking about. I crashed at 6:30, a half hour before my husband gets up, and got up to start it again around 10:30 a.m. I think that I am working with just the right amount of tiredness to take the edge off any anxiety that I have about needing to finish this painting soon and simultaneously needing it to be amazing. In my semi-stupor, I fantasize about a team of assistants, who block in all the basic objects in my painting, and I come in to do the fun glazing part at the end, the stuff that makes it "my painting".