THE JOY OF THE UNFINISHED WORK.
The word unfinished is usually related to the lack of progress, to laziness and the inability to follow through. In the past few months I’ve been able to observe myself closer than ever and I’ve finally begun to understand what my drive is: PROCESS.
A “finished” painting fails to deliver the excitement of the half-way-there one that lays to my right waiting for more.
It is recently that I understood that they will never be finalized. Knowing this, if anybody were to walk into my studio looking for some color-on-paper experience to take with him(her) home there would be plenty of options (on multiple stages) ready to go.
A sense of creative freedom like I’ve never felt before didn’t take too long to invade me after realizing this.
Mainly-red painting on its first stages with a long road to go ahead (or not).
*Special thanks to my dear friend Erwin Georgi for taking as much joy in improvising around this city as me.