Not Much Left

Spent the day in a painting class, playing with shape, size and color. It's all very abstract and so different from making photos. It's relaxing in an odd sort of way, mesmerizing, just making marks and rubbing them out and making more marks. Lots of layering. I find I'm very interested in what's underneath, hints of a previous idea. At some point I want to start drawing on old photos--you know, those prints that didn't come out right, but you save them anyway. They might turn out to be useful after all.