Although I had plans to wind down my obsession with the dots in my paintings, the new, large canvas, titled “Lush”, took on a life of its own and the dots most certainly prevailed.
As with every new work, decisions are made moment by moment. “Lush” demanded an endless number of those decisions, with some hinging on the possibility of abandoning the painting altogether. Some time away usually helped see what needed to be done and kept the painting going. But I lived with it everyday, considering it even when brushing my teeth.
Sometimes I feel, as other artists do, that naming a painting limits the interpretation, but in this case, there is no doubt, in my opinion, of the descriptive power of “Lush”.