It's interesting. Focus on painting every day, becoming absorbed in the process. One minute everything is a masterpiece the next it's multi colored shit. I've learned through the years that this is just the process. Through the normal course of a day you don't scrutinize something quite as intensely as a painting as you are making it. I'll walk down the street stumbling stepping in dog shit because I didn't notice. But creating a painting? Now that is scrutiny. There are few things as intense as creating a painting. I've almost jumped out of my skin as Molly simply walked in to the studio to ask me something. I've been staring way too long at these paintings. My brain is going mush. At least I have an excuse this time.

Show is coming along nicely. Still blocking in this one. Molly posed for this so of course I get a critique every 5 minutes. She hasn't burnt it up so far. So good?

Good adventures this weekend. And painting late.

This painting is coming along pretty quickly.

Sometimes the painting process doesn't look like painting. The wood glue was at least paint like. Also there was coffee. My buddy, Rich, lives by a mountain north of NYC. He has the space for an awesome wood shop next to his studio. zippystudio.com

My wheels waiting to take all my new panels home.

Figure it out first.

Make the sawdust dance.

Mock up. I think we have something here!

What's a wood shop without a wood shop accident? The edge of a small panel Rich was cutting on the table saw managed to catch the blade. The board kicked back and bit Rich on a few fingers. It was a beautiful day to drive to a doctor to stitch up his finger. 3 stitches all together and about 3 hours lost.

I can't thank Rich enough for his help and advise on this project and all the others he's been involved in. It's always humbling to know what a great friend I have.