Color. Today I am filled with color; yesterday the green leaves of the stout trees were shining electric green. Walking under the canopy of trees whose names I don’t know, I felt the light that shone and refracted back into the day.
And a painting comes to thee. My loose attempt to connect with color in July of 2003. Color, color, and more color. Trying as I may, to pair compliments, to feel the color, to swim in it and taste it. When I stepped back from this one, I was taken aback by the figure in the middle that is part of the face—an angle in rapture!