Paint is such a magnificent tool for discovering messages inside and outside ourselves...
Here is a series of paintings... really just ONE painting that kept changing and transforming, a record of a journey this time last spring... I feel like the signs my marriage was ending were all there... and as I hung it out to dry, so to speak. It became so complicated, and then the two birds appeared- they were made from maps. I tried to let a dialogue happen and be positive and willing... suddenly a sharp division and wild place became evident. I actually became so frightened of this work that I cut it into tiny tiny pieces...
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