Just For Me

I did some paintings with the idea that these were just for me. I painted what I wanted to look at every second and this is what came out of it. It was a freeing feeling to just paint like I was on a desert island and nobody but me would see them.  I looked at them when I was done and realized something.

The real me is color crazy. I could not get enough color on the canvas. I think the results are wild abandon paintings and like being here in this space right now. I need energy to put out and I need the paintings to help me do it. We are working together to build a life and I do want a big life so I have to paint a lot.

I am getting a picture of where I want to go with this art life. What I want is to sell so many paintings that we can go anywhere and paint. I do want to spend a lot of time painting other places besides France. Bali comes to mind and Italy and also Chile. And Mexico and New York. I want to spend time in Venice painting. That is the agenda for the next 10 years and I hope I can do all of them. Then I want to stay home and be a person who gives every penny she made away before she dies.

What do you want to do before you die?

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