Just a few days ago I was cursing my latest work. I am entering my final semester of grad school and am buckling under the pressure. My last two pieces were painted without joy. I even started to wonder if I really know how to paint at all. When I get to that level of frustration, I remind myself that it takes that energy to have a breakthrough.
For me finding inspiration sometimes just takes removing myself from a pattern and going a new direction. So today I removed myself from the studio, got up extra early to catch the morning light and set off to the local tractor haunt. It was just what I needed to rejuvenate. Inspiration found!
This is about half done. I will post the finished piece in a few days....
