Escalante Magic

God I am bored. Teeth grinding, agitatedly bored. Alt tab, update, compare, repair, update, email, alt tab, repeat. Busy busy maddeningly bored. Dang podcast won’t load, overly played songs bull doze my brain.

Oooooo escape silly brain, escape...
  At home, at a torturous rate, a painting is being completed. Whenever there is a little minute here, ten there, two here - I found a whole fifteen all together in a row last Thursday…!

I turn to it for that familiar rush of blood to my hands. “Why do you paint?” a person had asked. I don’t understand that question. I paint because I need to breathe. Don’t you have to breathe?

I close my eyes, hold my breath and transport myself away into imagination. For a second, maybe three seconds, I am not here, under siege by gray walls, monitors, cell phones and a keyboard. I am there. I am there, where color and trees and real things embrace me.

I come back to this present a teeny bit less frantic.

Lord I am mid thirties. Only twenty years of grey cube walls to go.

'Escalante Magic'

12" X 36" X 1.5"

New work in Progress