Green Daze

I don't even like working with the color green, so how did I get mired in this green hazey-mazey painting? Hmmm, could it be that I haven't changed the water yet, so I am rinsing my brushes and thinning my colors with  mucky green sludge? 

Yes, this is that electric colored painting, Sterling. Poor painting- death by muddy colors. 

Maybe the cooler fall weather will blow the cobwebs from my brain, the muck from my brushes and who knows- maybe a few months worth of old paint off my palette. 

Inspiration (or lack thereof)

Another beautiful thing about these water soluble paints- I can leave the studio for 6 weeks and the brushes can survive my neglect and disinterest.

No excuse for my  painting disconnect or maybe a million excuses- too hot, too distracted. Too much head scratching over art, maybe. Too little focus and a core boredom with my art, maybe. Maybe I can't answer the "why do this"puzzle. 

Stuffing a mattress indeed.

 Or  maybe it's cause I'm just not a  big, brawny, hard drinkin druggin guy, like Dan Colen. Those guys always have the most fun. 

Maybe inspiration, that unruly dog, will come sniffing back before the water dries.