#1206 “Yes, Sleep will Come…”

28×18, Oil on Canvas. This began as an image of ASL sign for ‘sleep.’
What I think about when I paint….
…if the brush makes two marks on the canvas, my eye looks for a third. When I see the third, I set out to see where it leads. If it leads to a fourth, and no further, I’m disappointed at the early end of the travels. So much depends on where that third mark will appear. This is how painting is like music.

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#1204 Windy Day!

First chance I’ve had to use my set of super fine brushes.

20×16 Brush & Ink, watercolor on Schut 115lb Extra-Raw Extra-Rough Coldpress

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#1199 …The Mask… again

I did more work on this and ruined it. This is my attempt to save it.
11×14 pen & Ink, watercolor.

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Getting Close…. to the end

Time for sleep.

I’ve been gearing up to turning 80. A turning point… each year is fraught… how much longer? Not… how much longer before I die, but before I’m no longer able to function in a way that makes life worth the effort… and it does take effort. More each year. Just to do the shit need to do to stay alive… and functioning.I’m way ahead of the game, for the most part–to look at me now (if it’s not too cold)… I could be on track for 100 + .. but the warning signs are multiplying, in my body… in the world around me. I don’t think I want to see what it will look like in another 20 years.. or 10.Not just turning 80.. but this sense of being so close to the end of human life on this planet… or any other.The rest… is silence.