So there I am with a blank canvas, bigger than I've worked on in a while.
6 hours I stared at this thing - off and on. It was driving me nuts.
I'd have an idea and then it would melt away, kept happening.
Which sucks if you've ever experienced that.
So I was forced to kill the Canvas with Black spray paint, eventually this painting came out of it.
It's like nothing I've done before and still am not sure what I think of it,
but I think this weekend will be round two. I've got two more of the same size,
so I might as well kill them too. It's pretty liberating going into it and not caring.
In the end maybe I'll love em anyways.
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