took the red chair outside yesterday, re-worked the canvas with fusion acrylic spray paint and some oil paint. next step? loaded palette. brother Mike asked: 'do you go through this process with all of your paintings?' yes. 'you work until your happy with it.' no, it's not about happiness. it's about the energy. i work until there is understanding, then the paint and action take over. the action ceases when the energy is 'right'. it may take weeks, or days or hours. something happens, the work then goes quickly, it may be minutes seeming like hours or hours seeming like minutes, then it is good. then it is finished, and done with me.
while preparing this post yesterday i read this about Cy Twombly's process in the New York Times article about his passing yesterday.
“It’s more like I’m having an experience than making a picture.” The process stood in stark contrast to the detached, effete image that often clung to Mr. Twombly. After completing a work, in a kind of ecstatic state, it was as if the painting existed and he barely did anymore: “I usually have to go to bed for a couple of days.”
the link for the full article: 'Cy Twombly, Idiosyncratic painter'.