The art history book is packed with fabulous stuff.
I want fabulous stuff in my painting.
So I cut the words out. Words.
Lots of words become the branches.
Words on the tree trunks. Words scattered on the ground.
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I live on a lake, a small lake. It is man-made, forty plus years old, surrounded by small vacation homes that have since been converted into... -
The paintings are simple and stark. I like the drama of the dark background against the bright flower colors. I don't usually paint ...
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