This painting started from a look at a photograph and a germ of an idea in my head. The end result ended up looking nothing like either one, but that is okay. If it was so easy I would be bored instead of being tortured every time I am working on a painting. I go back and forth between love and hate; pride and self doubt every time I paint. Eventually I get to a place where I am pretty satisfied with the result. That is what happens when art is still made by a human and not a machine!
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