Well yes, indeed,
who ever really
Who ever really knows which way to go
I do the old vaudeville double take… 49 more words
“… putting down what I felt in terms of some overall image at the moment today, and perhaps being terribly disappointed with it tomorrow… trying to make it better and then despairing and destroying partially or wholly… getting back into it and just kind of frantically trying to pull something into this rectangle that made sense to me…” 32 more words
This painting is a meditation; a contemplation, on the child, youth and young man in me.
This is an icon of innocence; a tete-a-tete with the spirit of longing, aging and the illusion of time; an understanding that he is still part of me, always was and always will be, and always still needing my love and recognition that makes him real and makes me whole. 52 more words