Pears and Turner

You’d think my studio would be in perfect order. Isn't that what happens when you procrastinate? You clean and organize everything in sight rather than do the work you should be doing. But... my floor is unswept, am totally disorganized, and my work area is a mess. So it hasn't worked for me.

And then there has been the pre-crastinatation (a word my grandson, Joseph, made up - he says this is what you do before you before you procrastinate).  Doing both because I've been trying out new techniques in painting. Jumping from one thing to another. I have at least four projects (maybe its five) in progress but they're going nowhere.

What has happened though is that I have neglected this blog. Ugh! I need to get back to the drawing board ... and ... clean up my studio. I'd do better work and feel better, I'm thinking.

In the meantime I thought I'd post an old pastel painting that I did, I think, 10 years ago. 

Still Life of Pears    Pastel on Canson Paper

^{I took time out to go to a Turner Exhibit at the Peabody-Essex Museum in Salem. Awesome show. It was tremendously inspiring. He is one of my favorites. It was an exhibit of his seascapes: oils, watercolors, prints. There were a few other artists thrown in but the only one other than Turner I really liked was Constable. There were two of his seascapes shown which I loved. Turner had such a wonderful way of making his paintings come alive. The drama of rhythm and movement is unsurpassed.}