Sometimes, in olden days when ships
were powered by sails and breeze, it happened that during a journey,
the wind stopped. The ship and its crew could then only drift at sea,
forced to wait for a current of air.
My artistic work life requires a steady breeze
of inspiration, but occasionally the wind unexpectedly stops, and
then I am in doldrums. I am not sure if every artist feels this. The
common advise for artists to become successful is to find your style, and
stay on that path without deviation. I think my career has been
unusual in that I get restless for change, and do not like repeating
myself and so go off on tangents frequently. Sometimes it is a dead end .
. . but by taking risks, discoveries are made.
I have volumes of old work that is
experimental, and most is in storage . . . awaiting further
inspiration, or simply to be painted over and begun anew. This
artwork of the woman stepping forward with a flowing gown is
something from years ago, and just such an experiment. It has been in
storage, and I will work more on it sometime. The circle around her head
could be a halo, or the full moon.
It appears a shadow shaped like a bird is crossing over her.