Doing your hair in the morning.
What’s your process?
After showering, I glance at my wet mop in the mirror, and I have this image in mind—the end result. I start with the process—brushing it, blow drying it. I haul out my straightener and set it on high. I use all the methods and tools I saw the hairdresser use. And some days, it turns out great. I feel fabulous! (Pantene commercial head swing here.)
And then there are the bad hair days. There’s that cowlick in the front that won’t be tamed. And that weird puffy thing going on just on the left side where I’m trying to grow out the layers…yikes! And the gray? We won’t even go there.
For me, painting is similar to this mundane daily ritual. I start with an image. I work with all the tools I’ve been trained to use. A few paintings unfold like a dream. There are no blunders and few mistakes. I glow with the feeling that—yes, I’ve chosen the right career path; and oh, I So Know What I’m Doing.
And then there’s the rest of the time. I stumble on to a photo I’ve taken that may work. I lay out a rough sketch. I add colors that seems to be okay together. And it continues—with plenty of mishaps along the way.
And somehow, miraculously, something unfolds.
I thought I’d let you in on my…ahem…’process’ throughout the next few blog posts.

This all makes me wonder—how did Picasso invent cubism? What it is series of mistakes? Blunders? Was it a process he slowly stumbled upon? Or was it a flash of inspiration at a pivotal moment?
More on that later.
Pablo Picasso, 1910, Girl with a Mandolin (Fanny Tellier), oil on canvas, 100.3 x 73.6 cm, Museum of Modern Art New York..jpg
By Pablo Picassowordpress, PD-US, Link

How does your creative process unfold…smoothly? What do you do when you meet with bumps along the way?