We must be willing to get rid of the life we’ve planned, so as to have the life that is waiting for us.
The old skin has to be shed before the new one can come.
If we fix on the old, we get stuck.
When we hang on to any form, we are in danger of putrefaction.
Hell is life drying up.
The Hoarder, the one in us that wants to keep, to hold on, must be killed.
If we are hanging on to the form now, we’re not going to have the form next.
You can’t make an omelet without breaking eggs.
Destruction before creation.
Reflections on the Art of Living, A Joseph Campbell Companion. 1991. Joseph Campbell
I have decided to move out of my studio. I am currently working out of our apartment, on the 9th floor, over-looking the Eastern sky. Simplicity has its luxuries.
This December I began contemplating a move so I started to really observe my studio space, rather than just inhabiting it, like the favorite sweater it had definitely become. It is a beautiful space, but when I really looked, I realized the obvious, it is an office, not a painter’s studio. Not that it hasn’t worked wonderfully as a painter’s studio, but when I thought about the size of work I am making and the size of the space, something didn’t fit. It was me. My paintings needed space to breathe, I need space to see the work side by side, I need space to grow. But growth sometimes happens in reverse order, so prior to a large painting space, I have moved into the micro space of our apartment. And I am thrilled. There is an energy and excitement to change, especially when you know you are on the right track. I am not sure how long I will be in apartment/studio space, but while I am, I am excited to study and investigate my painting ideas on a small scale. I can incubate these ideas with intensity and depth, waiting for the next space.
If you would like to contact me, please don't hesitate to send an email.
I will also be posting periodic updates as to my adventures in the micro-studio.