Alone In My Studio

Today I’m going to paint in silence. No radio, TV, or Pandora, no sound at all. So much of my life now is me, alone in my head. Sometimes I can go a whole day without speaking with another living being (chats with the dog don’t count as he never responds.) Yes, I’m in touch with others: texts, emails, and don’t forget Facebook, as banal as it is, but none of that involves any sound. Combine those days with the days when I don’t see anyone…well, one can begin to feel invisible. How long before I disappear?

I don’t think it’s just me. People sit hunched over their hand-held devices and don’t make eye contact. Will children develop dowager’s humps before pubescence? As a species, will our mouths become less mobile since speaking may become redundant…and what will happen to our tongues?  

Will painting in silence feel different? We’ll see.

What Remains • 36 x 36 • SOLD