I’m getting ready to start The Review – 2018 painting, and the blank canvas taunts me.
The Review – 2017 was a hit with The Fellas (my primary critics) with iconic “pie” and “Hulk Room” panels. The blank canvas stares at me as I walk through the room, and it whispers “have you got enough gas in the tank?”, and “did you really do enough this year to memorialize?” and “it’s already mid-January…maybe you should just skip it this year…”.
The Review – 2017
Then panels are mostly planned, the easel is set, my commitment is true…my only fear is how once I start a project I can’t stop thinking about it…as a Tier 3 priority in a life dominated by kid homework, a business not getting paid during the government shutdown, extracurriculars, and concern over my Sister’s mortality, The Review will crowd out other priorities…sleep…food…until the work is done. I am trapped between the Scylla and Charybdis of the Siren call of this project and the commitments of day-to-day life. That might have been one metaphor too many.
Whatever, too much fabricated drama for a little plastic-based paint on a $60 white rectangle. The canvas is stretched and it is time to start the magic. My target is a January 31 completion.