This is what mid-stream looks like, one of the new paintings at the point of reflection. I’ve hours of video documenting its development and while editing the footage into something manageable, attempting to capture the magic within the act, I’m reminded why I paint. It’s process striped down to the elemental. Visceral, poignant, absurd, euphoric, and the quiet lovely moment.
This Tuesday’s sound track . . . Guided By Voices, “Class Clown Spots UFO” . Twenty one deliciously infectious audio treats.
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