I wonder how many more I could have created.
I wonder if black acrylic paint has some blue in it.
I wonder what fortune might lie in the numbers collaged here, which I chose only for their green ink and graphic qualities.
I wonder what someone outside myself might read in the tea leaves of my brushstrokes, scribbles, mark-making, and finger painting here.
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| The Air is Green and I Breathe in the Beauty of It 7 x 9"; acrylic, oil pastel, and collage on a book page abstract 2020 |
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| slightly earlier iteration of The Air (left), in a two-page spread with a companion piece that later goes floral |
