I have been absent from posting for a few days now, because I've been switching up my schedule a bit-- spending mornings working out, and the rest of the day at my nametag job or painting in my new studio, where I don't have internet access. Okay, so the studio is a converted warehouse space... but it's home now. I actually like not having internet, from a productivity point of view.
I think about my art practice when I exercise, and I think about my fitness practices when I paint. I wish I could switch it up.
Today during my bike ride I was meditating some more on my grant project, and the Baroque, and why I am so wrapped up in this particular kind of painting. I didn't find an answer but I did realize something kind of serendipitous. "Baroque" comes from the Italian "barocco", Hurlburt would tell us, which means "imperfect pearl". Something beautiful, given torque and energy and visual interest through its flaws. My name also means "pearl". I hope I can embrace this idea, borderline cliche though it may be, of imperfection lending character- in my painting and so many other facets of my life.
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