It's been almost a month - cleaning up and doing manual labor in flooded basement room, getting ready for Christmas and guests, have just not done much. Ready to proceed.
Today though, another drifting day in the studio. Arghh! I practically despair when there's nothing going on, not a damn thing. I hunker down, don't go out At All, put myself down there for a at least 2 or 3 hours and just force myself to do something. Today, I decided to go to a matineé, when the requisite time was up since things were at a standstill. But think I'll just stay home and save it for another day. I'm interested in what is happening. Taking things apart (top photo). Only allowed to use material from the previous day (my restriction for myself). I don't think this is ready for a painting yet, but the direction is one I'm interested in.