January is very interesting.. here is my responds to it so far..
Does the line blurr where we are and where the canvas begins ?
There is an honesty about painting time. A revealing vulnerable time at the mirror, where the paint is no longer represented as an impression of life but an extension of the soul.
It is the word that cant be taken back..the song sung under the stars, called to return like the cry of light years back to earth some many generations later.
Be the color..be the material, be the impliment used to make the mark. a unified becon of soul outward.
make everything you do ART