So here is a glimpse at a piece that I almost never let the public see. I've mentioned before that when I paint my mind rarely wanders on anything other than the next stroke. Well this one was scrubbed down once... sworn at multiple times....given a total death sentence.... all premixed paint was disregarded... my mind was all over the place...I finally said fU@me.com. Typically, I destroy these immediately. For some unknown reason this one still lives. I actually want to see what's inside this structure. I'm actually tempted to let my mind get in the way again. Perhaps some level of consciousness wants to be awoken. Just when you think your approach to painting is becoming "solidified" this happens. I'll sleep on it and see what happens tomorrow.