I wanted round, smooth waves and when I got to the shapes in the sky it went all awry.
While I was probing around in the foreground, I happened to see the background already before my eyes and first tried to paint it around the foreground shapes .
I realized pretty fast that this was not it.
Instead, I over-painted everything and now the background is the foreground with scars of brush strokes.
The left light pillar: " No. We are not stars. We are light pillars. the stars are over there."
This time the gray bubbles had a word and it was like this:
"Man, what’s going on here?"
" A lot it seems."
"True. I wonder how it will turn out."
" Yeah. Doesn’t matter anyway cause we will still be here."
"Yup, that’s true."
" You know what? Maybe the painting it is not about the others but us."
"Whooooaa. That would be cool."
" I know. Wouldn’t that be cool? All the people thinking: ‘Look, there are some yellow bubbles and some blue and pink ones… I wonder what it means’….And in the end it’s about us."
"Ha, ha , ha yeaaaah. Camouflage. We are just "the exception" in the painting when it really is about us"
" Well, it wasn’t about us all the time. Remember? We got painted last."
" Naturally. Sometimes you need the structure first to have a vision."
" Makes sense. A hint so to speak."
" What does it tell us?"
" It tells us to complete things if you look for integration."
" I hear you on that."
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100418 as above so below
100418 as above so below 12″x36″ acrylic and gold leaf on canvas
The White Opening on the left: " Look at all those pretty colors.
The Blue on the right, kind of scary, and The Blue on the left so contained. The Yellow above, touching The Gray and also raising out of sight. The Green below, grounding The another Gray, seemingly endless in depth, and also an island in the sea. The Red – heavy on the left side and sheltering on the right.
Comforting, isn’t it? What if I said ‘ It is not about the colors’? And if you had the shapes in mind, what if I said ‘It is not about the shapes ‘ ?
It really isn’t.’"