Yes I Am.....No I'm Not

 I once read that artist's brains more closely resemble the brains schizophrenics than the brains of "ordinary" people's. I've been through it lately. I've vacillated between "everything is falling apart, I'll never dig out of this hole" and " ultimate success is just around the corner, all my hard work is about to pay off". I suppose that both of these are at least partly true. I've been told all my life that I think too much. That's probably true too. I think that my biggest problem of late has been not enough time in my studio creating. When I stay busy I don't dwell on things as much. I thought of all this because I started on a t-shirt last night. A face airbrushed over a paint splattered shirt. It looked awful. I was pissed that I ruined a shirt. I had a last second idea to use white paint to undo some of the black that had gone way past where I needed it. I came in to my studio this morning and looked at it with fresh eyes. The eyes that I worked on to salvage looked great. If I can do as much with the lips as I did with the eyes it should turn out to be a fantastic shirt. I may even use this technique on purpose next time.

"My First Self Portrait"

age 5