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C'est fini!

"The World of Traceable Ghosts"
acrylic, krylon on canvas 30" x 40"

C'est fini! It's done! I put a lot of hours into this and excited to show it in public this Friday at Rising Gallery. I'm curious to see it hanging next to the mice. Today I just finish off the sides and install hanging fixtures to my pieces, wrap them up for travel and they are ready for the ball. I took some detail shots with my  humble camera
detail 

detail
A lot of symbolism snuck it's way into this one subconsciously. I've also added secrets than can only be seen in person. 

One thing I want to say about my work, I almost never have a set idea in my head of how it's going to be. No road map. No sketch. I let the canvas tell me what to do. I feel like I learn so much more when there isn't a connect the dots to follow. The forms, colors, figures, they appear like magic apparitions. Each thing sparking the next thing, like dominoes falling. I have found when I try to force a plan on something it looks very static to me. Not organic like I want them to feel. Less mysterious. It's like I told my brain to think instead of just thinking. I like what my subconscious directs, like theres a magician inside me and  even I dont know how the trick is done.

I'm entering another juried competition today. That will be two fishing lines in the water as opposed to zero. It feels a little strange to finally be finished with the works. It feels a little awesome that I set a goal and made it happen. More blank canvases waiting in the wings to remind me my work is never done. Some people have inquired about smaller paintings with this imagery. There's also a suggestion of having prints made. Much to think about and plan. Have a nice Memorial Day everyone!

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