I have been reading a book entitled Blue Nude by Elizabeth Rosner, recommended by a fellow artist. Interesting to be sure. The author is definitely familiar with art processes...and feelings. I see myself on nearly every page. At one point, the blocked artist named Danzig states: Begin again. How many times had he said it? The phrase was half encouragement, half admonishment, the constant reminder to his students that the beginning was all that mattered and, at the same time, the very thing that had to be executed with abandon. Perfect and irrelevant.
I couldn't agree more.
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