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Big Bang: New Studio Visit

It's been a long time since I posted about what's happening in the studio.  I've lost interest somewhat in traditional oil painting, though I'm confident there will come a time when the paint imperative takes hold once more.  I've got a stash of new canvases on standby, for when I catch the flash of motivation for the painting project I'm toying with in my head.

Instead of painting, lately I've returned to photography (the discipline I've pursued for as many years as I've devoted to poetry).

what a mess.

This is my desk, in my studio.
I'm looking at it.  It's full of stuff I've been working on, and tools I've been using in that work.  Sometimes it's both enticing and repellant, a place of simultaneously great comfort and great irritation.  

I've been spending too much time at it recently, but I've also been spending more time than usual away from it this past week. I've been seeing friends, going to poetry readings and performances, being more social and less studio-bound.  But it's still largely poetry/art-oriented activity.

A Studio Visit

I have always loved looking at artists' and scientists' diaries, journals, letters, notes and similar ephemera.  I've also always loved the "behind-the-scenes" glimpses of the working life of these folks--the grainy photos of artists' studios, the chaise in the garden, random companion animals, the porch swing, the kitchen table loaded with bread crusts and drawings, the glinting glassware in a laboratory, the pensive profile posed alongside the tools of the trade and half-done projects.
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