Painting, in and of itself, is interesting. That you can begin with a singular intention, build upon that more and somehow capture exactly what you need is a kind of intimacy not found in many things. Or maybe it is and i'm biased. Regardless, the relationship of artist and medium - the invitation of saying what you mean in a way other than speaking is, in many ways, intoxicating. Half of the whole is listening, while the other half seems to be looking deeper into the composition. Like poetry it is just as messy and just as emotional. Depending on how candid one is willing to be and how 'lost' one is willing to get, figuratively. I find that no matter how "lost" you get within observing a piece - you eventually find yourself within it. Or....i suppose it's different for everyone. Ah, I am rambling. Anyways, I'm glad to have this piece completed now. Translucent'.
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