By my own measure, I have to say that 2019 has been a mixed bag for me. I painted my best landscape yet. I started one painting I thought would be epic and it was! An epic failure! I tried to fix another and had to set it aside because it just needed to rest. I was not ready to commit another hundred hours to it yet. I started a portrait and it it was a good learning experience because it was from life. But then the model moved away and I could not finish it. So I started another from a photo and it went very well until... I quit working on it, 4 months ago, and I have not touched a brush since. It was surprising to me how long it had been.
But it is strange how these things work. Almost like one door closing and another door opening. I turned ten bowls on my new lathe. I tossed 4 of them but the other 6 are pretty cool. I made a sweet hexagonal gazebo shaped bird feeder. Its very nice yard art. I made a glass top occasional table as a love offering for our sister church. That was as good a piece as I can make.
And crazy as it sounds, I wrote some new music and completed work on a song I started in 2002.
So why this diary entry? I need to paint. I hope I can soon. Maybe even today. I bought some great new equipment to help me with composition and color. Plus, I miss it. I have a half dozen paintings in my head ready to find canvas. I just have to do it. My last really satisfying work was posted Sep 2018. That's too long.
Happy new year to everyone. I hope to see much more of you in 2020.