I’m remembering what it’s like to be in my wonderful studio. To have six paintings and six paintings on paper and two sketch pads going at the same time. To see drips of paint on the wall and the floor and my clothing. To come back into the house with paint-smeared hands. To connect with the work in that way that can only happen when I’m in there every day. It is so powerfully motivating to have a show coming up once again. But I want to be thinking ahead in that same way, beyond the show and to keep remembering, and not to get so mental, and not to think too much about what it is that I’m going to paint, but to get out of my own way and out of my own head and just paint. And work in the garden and paint some more.