Now that I am home, I feel as though I can get back to some much needed studio work. While I was living in Istanbul, I found it hard to set up a work space and concentrate on prolonged drawings or paintings. When I did finally have a studio, and everything I needed to work for hours on a tightly rendered painting, I would feel anxious to get back outside and draw from life. There is such an incredible energy in Istanbul and I felt addicted to drawing right in the midst of its chaos. Istanbul is also a city that is ever-changing and constantly moving. As though it it is a living organism, and all of its inhabitants are pushed and pulled by each of its massive breaths. My life in turn felt subject to manipulation. When I would leave my house in the morning, I never knew what kind of experiences lay ahead of me, as though each day was a unique adventure. My artwork soon became quick, gestural and energetic. The drawings and paintings I made were not only a response to what I was seeing, but also what I was feeling. Working in my studio felt like it didn’t correspond with such a life and such surroundings. So, nearly everyday I found myself working outdoors on short sketches and loose watercolors. When I think about it, I cannot believe the contrast I had from my working life in Wyoming, where I would spend 8 months on a single painting, concentrating for hours on tedious detail. Istanbul, and the experience I had there, brought a valuable new energy to my life and work. Now that I am back in a more static environment, I can reflect on the life I had, draw new inspiration from it and work once again on longer projects. Although I am certain they will carry a new energy about them. I will be updating about new studio work, post-Istanbul, and in turn discovering, how this experience has changed so many aspects of myself.