The mother of surprises, happy mistakes, mystery miracles, and whatever else you call the slew of magical things that occur while painting happened today. I was filled with the resonance of this convergence that I saw in person three weeks ago at Cranes beach. I knew it was going to be abstract, based on the color temperatures and vibe I felt that day. But I wasn't really prepared for the end result:
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I knew Loon wanted me to paint her from my recent journey. But in what position? Should I forget realism? Which colors? I can totally flood my spirit with brain nonsense. And you know what the cure is for that? It's to start. To start and muddle through it.
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