I sense so much latent imagery that wants to be made visible, much more than I can “create" on my own. Removing myself from the process seems the healthiest path. It's certainly more fun than willful posturing, and it opens up fresh, unexpected vistas. So, I listen...and hear paintings waiting to be born. I invite them to use my studio.
Rilke comments on this ongoing process:
We are not permitted to linger, even with what is most
intimate. From images that are full, the spirit
plunges on to others that suddenly must be filled;
there are no lakes till eternity. Here,
falling is best. To fall from the mastered emotion
into the guessed-at, and onward.
-Rilke, To Hölderlin (1st stanza)