As mentioned previously, my health has been declining. Because of this, and because I need to recharge, I am closing my studio doors.
I’m not giving up the arts. I’ll focus on photography, I’ll sketch, I’ll write, perhaps I’ll use acrylic on smaller canvases. I will adjust. I will just practice the arts on a smaller scale. If I can’t squeeze oil paint out of a tube? Fine, I’ll use pastels. I can’t lift a canvas? Fine, I’ll use a sketch book. I’m adapting, I’m processing, and I’m obviously grieving.
But I’m ready…

I have been preparing for this. I have gone threw all my paintings and touched up anything that needed it. I used every bear canvas I had lying around. to finally arrive at this moment, the moment I use every last drop of oil paint I have on the biggest canvas I have ever used. Although planned, the result was impulsive, smeared with thought, tears, and hope.

Until I’m ready to open the doors again,
Peace out studio