Sunday, February 7, 2010

Some days I just feel like pushing paint around. I don't really care that it ends up as something, or not, but the process is just simply rewarding. Its kind of like when your at the beach and just wiggle your toes in the sand. There is a therapeutic quality to it all. Subjectivity is not all its cracked up to be. Sometimes a painting is just a painting.

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