I've heard talk of my best paintings, of my favorite paintings, and I've always enjoyed the discussions. Here's something different for you. These are the paintings that hang on my bedroom wall. The one's I see every day. The one's I've likely seen more often than any others. They may not be my best or my favorites, but they do make me feel good. (There is a great big painting hanging over my bed, behind my head, that I haven't photographed yet. I painted it in 1987, so apparently I'm in no hurry to capture it on digital film.) Starting from left to right, as I awaken to face the day:
"Nude Alarm"
"What Dreams May Come"
"Mish Mash"
"Picasso"
As I went to add the next one, "Mother's Flowers" I realized I don't have a picture of that either. Maybe that will inspire me. I really need to organize my portfolio better. I've apparently let it get out of hand. I used to be so good, photographing and numbering each painting as I finished it. Seems like since I can do it all digitally it would be easier. I suppose it is easier. Maybe too easy. Or maybe I'm just too lazy.
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