Painting Poppies

A warm thank you to all who commented on the previous post with encouragement and love. I'm so grateful to each of you who read this blog, and am humbled by your friendship.

Painting is cathartic for me. It offers time to think, to create, to correct, and to begin again, and again, and again...each layer covering over the old, but revealing something of what was there previously. A painting is the sum of its parts; the accumulation of all the strokes, textures, colors, and movements of every moment up to the last. Sometimes the unobscured messy layers that lie beneath are what make it a work of art. Not unlike people.