I walk into the studio and stare for hours at the same painting. Put something in, wipe it off. Repeat. I stand in front of the painting waving a brush in front of the thing, never making contact. I had already done the fun explosive growth part of the picture making process, and perhaps even figured out what it was all about. Call it 80% finished. Unfortunately, a large percentage of time in painting is fine tuning. I'll even take a photograph of the piece and play with a few ideas on it in photoshop before executing what feels like a bigger move. At some point I put it aside and move on. It could be done, or maybe in a few months (or years for that matter) i'll realize precisely what it needs. So here it is, another painting.
Labyrinth, oil, 36" x 24"
