“An Abstraction”
What might have been is an abstraction
Remaining a perpetual possibility
Only in a world of speculation.
What might have been and what has been
Point to one end, which is always present.
—T.S. Eliot, “Burnt Norton V,” Four Quartets
I may have given Henry James short shrift in my high school years, but I selected the above lines penned by T.S. Eliot as the quotation to accompany my senior yearbook photo. I’m intrigued now to see what caught my attention (way) back in the day, to see how early I was pulled towards those who could voice what I could not but somehow already knew.
Today, I’m taking a look at a chronological sequence of selected present moments captured by me in paint on a single 30 x 30″ canvas.

first paint applied to blank canvas




detail

30 x 30″; acrylic, collage, ink, and oil pastel on canvas
abstract landscape
21 Dec 2020

first brush strokes of gesso on top of
At the Edge;
starting afresh





first brush strokes of a phthalo green blue shade mix;
starting again, again

canvas prepped to go in its new direction
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