As we roll into summer, it seems that time is always escaping from our fingertips. Everyday at a faster rate than the day, week or month before. Is time speeding up? Are we as humans walking around the planet really running? Is it all the technology these day? There has always been technology though. Is it because I have reached middle age (whatever that means) and now I'm closer to the end than the beginning of my existence on the planet?
So what I've been doing in response to all the lack of time, is to make smaller and faster paintings and mixed media works on paper. Pieces that I can make a number at one time, so that I have the ability to turn out multiple images with multiple messages. It seems there's never enough time to make all the paintings I am going to want to complete. It seems that there will never be enough time to make enough images to express all the seemingly meaningful messages I wish to share with the world through my artwork.
And as before - who knows what tomorrow will bring?