I received a missive from New York, where the iPat has been notified of my all-clear clearance by the hip replacement surgeon:
Pat Gaignat, Because I’m supposed to be vacuuming but you gave me an opening…, digital sketch in iPod, November 2011.
Since Pat has never seen me except in my self-portraits, I am amazed at her accuracy, at the way she rendered my center of gravity (not to mention the falling off of socks) so well. I also like her drawing of hills in the background. Or are those streets in Portland?
No matter, I’m taking this as inspiration.
O course, I am also now in a panic — I have no projects projected. I have no panos to perfect. I am pitifully out of ideas and out of places, not to mention spaces, to paint. I had a whole 8 hours of balance before the perplexing pandemonium set in. –June