oh dangit. wait a minute.

maybe i'm lost again.

i read somewhere that Monet painted the water lilies so many times, not because he loved them so much, but because he had this serious obsession to get it right.

i feel like that's where i'm at with this new abstract series (photos to come soon). i know there is something there... i just have to get it right. somehow.

there is so much insecurity that comes with creating abstract paintings.
it's almost like blind faith.

it's like trying to get drive back home
to my hometown
from the airport
without directions

after being away
for 10 years

i know where it is
i know the smell
i know the feel

i know it by heart

but i really couldn't
tell anyone how to get there
including, aparently, myself