Although I'm still feeling a little bit lucky as I finish following up on post-show business, I can't help but wonder why in the world anyone would work so hard for such sporadic, if not at times non-existent, paychecks!

Yet, creating art, expressing myself on canvas, is something I would do regardless of financial gain, or lack thereof.  Sometimes I absolutely can't wait to get to my easel and slather on some paint...my soul is ready to burst... all the planets are aligned or something like that.  And everything just flows... I'm in the zone...get out of my way everyone, I'm painting!

Other times however, it's another story...Painting is hard work. Sometimes I'm afraid to go there...sometimes it's hard to just begin, or other times I'm stuck and it just seems easier to tidy up the studio, or throw in another load of laundry, or try to write my very first blog entry.  Hmmm, I've done all of those today, so you can imagine what's going on with the painting currently on my easel!

That's the good thing about having a show, I guess: I have no choice!  The date is set; the invitation is at the printer; the show must go on!  Apparently I work better under pressure and as the months turn to weeks and the weeks turn to days before the show I find myself painting with wild abandon, cranking out new images with passion and adrenalin, not the least bit intimidated by the thought of stepping up to the easel. 

And so now that the show is over my hope is that I can maintain the awesome flurry of creation that precedes each show.