2020
100 paintings during the pandemic
Day 1: A slow gaze.
Day 2: A passing look of disgust met with the sting of rejection.
Day 3: A warm and calm voice met with broken words.
Day 4: Joyful, impulsive, and a little costly. .
DAY 5: COME TOGETHER.
Day 6: By their own nature, the flowers faithfully bloom.
Day 7: Releasing the acknowledgment of any emptiness in my life.
Day 8: Responding without reacting.
Day 9: Everything I have to give runs out by 3pm.
Day 10: Here is your gift of being left alone.
Day 11: Waiting for the moment of transcendence.
Day 12: Pieces of thoughts that fail to come together.
DAY 13: T TR I AV M EL E .
Day 14: Gliding through time, meeting needs.
Day 15: Avoid anger brooding inwards and sadness left unspoken.
Day 16: The monster inside that says you’re fine.
Day 17: Your life has rearranged itself since the last time you were awake.
Day 18: public vs private life
Day 19: No one will remember all of the times you were right.
Day 20: To haunt is to remember. To fear is the wish to forget.
Day 21: Moving forward while we’re always here.♾
Day 22: We cannot have the full human experience without all the qualities that make us human to begin with. .
DAY 23: THE WAY OUT
Day 24: All the love I have to give within its natural limitations.
Day 25: Humanity’s entire potential is eternally held within all of us.
Day 26: These overused feelings of home.
Day 27: The virtuous beauty found in things that mimic nature.
Day 28: We’re all a little science fiction.
Day 29: I rescind my invitation to change.
Day 30: Take it all in and try to act normal.
Day 31: Where there is gratitude for what others have on the surface, there are feelings of endless abundance underneath.
Day 32: Gathering memories and letting them permeate the present with nostalgia
Day 33: Whatever I have in my life is what I brought to my life.
Day 34: How about we encourage rather than empower?
Day 35: Allowing potential to grow out of sight. Focus on what’s at hand.
Day 36: My adult self has consumed the part of me that I used to like so much.
Day 37: Prosperity is always in the future if you let go of your past and propel yourself forward.
Day 38: Hold on to the purpose for all of your suffering.
Day 39: Growing away from me.
Day 40: Cut through my own thoughts with a knife dipped in logic.
Day 41: Potential memories waits for no one.
Day 42: How to eat a star.
Day 43: The wealth our hearts receive from giving.
Day 44: The thorns on the roses did not know I had gloveless hands.
Day 45: Spending, using, wasting time.
Day 46: Taking my self consciousness out of the equation.
Day 47: The light that emits from my wounds shines on an inexorable path.
Day 48: Beheading vegetables that grew from ground up animal bones.
Day 49: Quick. Hurry! Your life starts now. Side hustle. Earn. Lose weight. No carbs. Skincare. Anxiety. Depression. Meditation. Crystals. Lucky charms. Cereal? Carbs. Won’t. Tv. Sleep.
Day 50: You cannot hold onto a state of being that is always flowing.
Day 51: How to have a fun and relaxing summer during quarantine.
Day 52: Has the universe proportioned itself to fit your desire for time?
Day 53: Bending a little to fit in.
Day 54: The gifts I gave before I knew I was getting something in return.
Day 58: Balance, a natural necessity, always requires two sides.
Day 59: The heaviness of tired things.
Day 60: Do not be fooled by cascading virtue on the internet.
Day 61: Another day, and another day, and another day...
Day 55: Cataclysm
Day 56: People, layers of cellophane.
Day 57: Institutionalization vs Nature.
Day 62: Lets calmly think this through before we allow our emotions to catapult us into senseless action.
Day 63: The gentle kindness in sparing a thought for me.
Day 64: All the work that goes into always being there for someone.
Day 65: The art of getting out.
Day 66: The sun burnt the skin of ripening fruit.
Day 67: Despite not much going on, things still feel chaotic.
Day 68: The mature restraint required to be conscientious, decent, and good.
Day 69: I always vow to do my best, even when I am busy.
Day 72: Pile up on me.
Day 70: We will have nothing without good weather. (Don’t rain on my dinner plans.) 11 x 14 inches. .
Day 74: Everything that you hope you are already exists and is waiting for you to call on it.
Day 75: The magic ability to ruin every good thing.
Day 77: Shifting the attention off myself brings everything around me into focus.
Day 78: You can get used to anything.
Day 79: The patient dance in sharing your life with a few special people.
Day 80: Slowing time.
Day 81: All of the aesthetic urges I have to battle to get to the truth.
Day 82: Expecting constant interruptions makes them part of the routine.
Day 83: Whether it is joy, a deep sadness, or numb all over, the snow will fall all the same.
Day 84: How many times will you look and not see?
Day 86: Things will happen whether you believe it or not.
Day 87: If you want a beautiful life you must fill it with love by always doing your best while expecting nothing in return.
Day 88: Indifference to what if’s, anticipation of fun, and all things that are not in the present.
Day 89: All misfortunes remembered fondly when you’re on vacation.
Day 90: Behind the sunlight.
Day 91: There is an infinite spring of possibility for your endless daydreams.
Day 92: Boredom left to marinate until it becomes something interesting
Day 93: Focusing within a tired haze.
Day 94: Just the right amount of indifference.
Day 95: A pestering spectrum of moods.
Day 96: Extending my life span beyond the limitations of my mortality.
Day 97: Don’t leave any thoughts in the dark.
Day 98: All of the days that will pass once you’re gone.
Day 99: It’s all for nothing unless it’s done for something greater than yourself.
Day 100: Place everything that has and ever will happen in a well full of things that fail to exist.
Day 71: Surrounding many things with infinite amounts of love at the same time feels limited to the recipients.
Day 73: Honesty.
Day 76: Summer on repeat.
Day 85: The hot rhythm of summer.