Time to move on. You can’t beat a dead painting. Sometimes you just have to lay down the brush and walk away.

Time to move on. You can’t beat a dead painting. Sometimes you just have to lay down the brush and walk away.
Perhaps I should just paint bunnies or baby snow leopards or fluffy clouds or pet portraits or, or ..anything but this abomination.
This is the story of the never ending painting. However, I’m in it for the long haul, I’m committed.
Visually my painting has what I see as three elements: organic structures, rock like structures, and technological like structures. Together they are a Singularity.
Painting is hard. I can see every misplaced brush stroke. Deep within myself I have this urge to panic and quit. Arg! So much work to do.
At this stage mindlessness is pretty much ancient history. I actually have to make decisions … arg! Did I mention thinking is hard on the brain!