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I was especially moved by the photograph, with all the paint drippings and you standing in front covered in paint. I understand the distraction of making new work on a wall covered with your previous endeavors. (When I was getting my MFA at PAFA, a "renowned" critic saw me painting my canvases on top of orange & yellow milk crates, which I regularly took from behind Wawa. He pointed out the distraction of the crate colors and the way in which anything near me could influence my work. This was indeed a helpful reminder, especially being almost 50 & unconsciously knowing this!) My point is: this photograph is a gem. It says to me that you, the painted artist, are intertwined with the painted wall. You are the heartbeat, the pulse of your marks and drips and past. This photograph is in itself wonderful!

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Hi Judith,

Thanks for your thoughtful response and sharing of your anecdote. What’s interesting to me is that everything in our environment influences what we make. It’s up to us to take care of editing those influences out or not.

I’m glad that you like the photo. I feel the same as you in that the marks on the wall, my work, my coveralls and myself are all intertwined. Art and life reflect each other.

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Photographs are such a great way to growth. It also gives me a way to reflect on my mindset past and present. Looking forward to seeing the process of your new works!

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Yes, photographs are so valuable in documenting one's life and work. It's wild how having some distance from earlier times will give you a whole new perspective on where you once were and are now.

I'm looking forward to seeing what happens with these new ones, too. Thanks for reading!

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