Friday, April 16, 2010
It seemed like I had given up on it, or at least I had lost interest in following through on this idea - I was starting to consider what I might paint over it. All I had was a loose drawing on the canvas from when I visited and a slight indication of some rocks. I wasn't sure I could pull off the composition I wanted.
I was out for a walk last weekend and went to see a gallery show, I was overcome with a bit of a "creative rage" and knew I had to make something of this image- or at the very least make a horrific mess - and break through this creative block. There really was no choice. It was my duty. I left and went directly to the studio. I completed 90% in a two day furry. I think it is the legend of these waters that propelled me through. I see her legs.
Bash Bish Falls is a waterfall in the SouthWestern corner of Massachusetts. The story states that a native woman (a Mohican Indian named Bash Bish) who lived here was sent to her death over the falls for adultery.
I find the surging water powerful - especially in the Spring when their is so much volume. The last time I was here was in 1999 and I did a small sketch in roughly the same place. I think I've come a long way since then. I know I understand quite a bit more now.