Not sure why I’m writing this, maybe to confirm my own thoughts. Truth is I thought this 4 months in Mexico without any desire to paint would confirm that I had finally packed the whole notion of painting in. It has confirmed that although my passion for art has greatly diminished (the fire may reignite) I still like to be engaged in it. I have accepted that nothing will ever come of it but I enjoy the process of painting and the eternal challenge of making tiny incremental improvements.
Anyway the August return looks realistic, however the location has shifted a few miles east. The original house fell through but a delightful stone cottage in the countryside awaits. A large wooden workshop attached to the garage looks the most likely destination for my next studio. Having come to terms with the idea of a return I may start to scout this new location. Life seems to be in limbo at the moment. Landscape will remain the primary subject and I am right in the middle of it this time.