When you look at a blank canvas, there are a zillion possibilities. I've always been quite excited by any flat, white space. As soon as you put down your first mark, you've narrowed down your possibilities, but only just a little. About halfway through, its still fairly exciting, but now you've made some big choices and if anything's dried, there's no turning back. Every time I finish a painting, even if I love it, I'm still a little dissapointed because of all those paintings that could have been. The great thing about daily painting is: there's always tomorrow, and another blank canvas. It's that thought that keeps me going every day.
