It’s a Saturday morning and I feel like I’m starting slowly to reach a rhythm with my recent painting where it’s just coming easily, not feeling forced. This rhythm, this feeling lets me know I’m going in a direction that is desirable to me. It’s a feeling that, like many things, that is hard to put in definable or measurable terms.
It’s just a feeling.
For me, when the everpresent knot in my stomach fades away as I’m working I know I’m in the vicinity. It used to bother me when the knot would return and I seemed a bit out of rhythm in my work, as though it might never return. But through the years I have come to know that by simply pushing forward, working hard to the point that all the extraneous distractions melt away, this rhythm will return. In fact, it never leaves. It just gets pushed aside at times.
Anyway, let’s have a little music on this fine Saturday. Here’s Bob Dylan’s Thunder on the Mountain. Enjoy…
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