I am having a bizzare relationship with a painting.
It insisted that a table be painted off centre to the left.
Fishing wire was added to the legs for texture.
Then that paper dollies be added.
Three layes of tissue paper have been painted, glued and use to build up the layers and texture.
It has been attacked by a metalic crayon and now…
…wants me to paint it purple.
I have resisted all of these stages hoping that they were instants and just that of madness but they prevailed!
I am resisting the purple…
I invoke the right of the ancient Greeks to blame it on my ‘genuis’ it is not my doing.