I had forgotten how incredible fall could be. I did not spend as much time in my studio as I had planned, because I was distracted by what was probably the last nice day of autumn. I walked around Humboldt Park for a while.I was reminded of how much I cherish color, and how pure color has the power to affect a person deeply. It is like hitting the perfect note in a song. I do not consider myself a spiritual person, nor do I consider my work spiritual. But I realized yesterday that if it is visions such as these that inspire my paintings, there is no avoiding a spiritual experience. Whether that experience or not is real or purposeful beyond our experience does not matter, because it still makes us what and who we are. I took many pictures and look forward to working from them in making paintings and drawing in the next few months.