I’ve been slowly and deliciously chewing my way through Agnes Martin: Paintings, Writings, Remembrances (which is a splurge brand new so look for it used). It is one of the most beautiful art books I’ve ever handled, and full of snippets of wisdom and truth, and once you read her thoughts and letters and the things others wrote about her you can fully appreciate what she was trying to do with her paintings and they become unquestionably beautiful. She wrote a lot about how the artist must create a sanctuary to create in and that once in her creative sanctuary, she must not be disturbed lest she suffer murdered inspirations. She didn’t even allow herself a dog or a cat while living remotely in New Mexico. She cloistered herself away in order to create without interruptions, to keep her inspiration as pure as possible.
While I do have some hermit-y tendencies, I do not mind the occasional studio interruption (especially if it is fur bearing). And of course, there’s my trail run every day around 2:30pm, wherein I interrupt myself and which I daydream about as I work, looking forward to the wind and the sky all around me.
I am trying to keep this new studio as spare as possible. I like the texture of the room, the volcanic stone work, the quiet paint color of the upper walls and the light is amazing — the wall behind my benches in this photo is the only complete wall in the space. The room has light pouring in from two directions of windowed walls and a third wall bears big French doors that lead into the dining room. I have worked out of 8 different studios in the past 9 years and this is by far my most favorite space yet.