what do you see?

It was a long day today. Nothing bad, nothing out of the ordinary. Just seemed to stretch on for longer then it really was.

I came home and after pushing some things around in the mail pile, I wandered into my studio.

I flipped open my laptop and played this song:



I stood in front of my print table where I left a piece of white fabric the last time I was working in there. I planned to start a new project on Sunday and got interrupted and never got a chance to go back to it.

The music filled the room and I stared down that white piece of fabric. I didn't really have the energy to work on it but I studied it. The emptiness. The vast possibility that it had. Some people fear the blank slate.


I think its quite possibly the most exciting thing on the planet.

I wondered what passes through other artists' minds when they begin?

Do you feel excited? Empowered? Fearful? Tentative?

Or do you feel like you can conquer the world?

Even though I didn't work in the time I was in my studio tonight, I listened to that song and let myself fall into that unprinted fabric; knowing that this was my santctuary, the place where everything converged into perfect sense and harmony.