Today someone I admire announced a fairly huge life change that I find a little disconcerting, and also hugely inspiring. The disconcerting part is not really important in terms of the other person’s life, but it was a little lightbulb moment for me, should I decide to investigate it, and I did.
I realised that, and I say realised but that is probably not a good choice of word, because it’s something that I already know. Perhaps better is I acknowledged that while I am very good at painting every day, and therefore I have created for myself a daily art practice, I am also increasingly wondering whether that’s enough, and whether the daily practice achievement isn’t just a bit of a comfort blanket.
I wanted this year to be about painting on larger canvases and I’ve found myself painting tiny canvases, which are getting me out of my sketchbook, and I do love the feeling of having a body of work, but all the larger canvases I’ve accumulated are mostly blank, or abandoned in mid flow.
With that in mind, and the inspiration from the person’s big bold announcement about following her dream, I pulled out a larger blank canvas and got painting. Actually I fannied about for about an hour overthinking what I was going to do, and then I started painting, and the above is what happened.
It’s my favourite version of this pose, and I’ve got the lesson I needed from it.
Til the morn,
Suzanne
850/900
Thrummie Bizzum 
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