A year ago I was free-diving in Kapalua Bay and I came across a Spanish Dancer. They are a crazy nudibranch that looks like a dancer's dress when they swim. I spent an hour following it, just watching and enjoying my time. It was pretty damn magical.
I spend a great deal of time in the ocean. Snorkeling, diving, fishing, surfing and simply floating around enjoying the peace of being tiny in this massive impartial force. I continue to work towards my formal composition painting as this was a good experiment with that, I can not see where it may influence the formal work.
I did not plan this idea, I simply let the painting tell me what it was. That is normally how this expressionistic work pans out.
It was really fun to paint, and it just became as I worked on it. I had no plan, and I didn’t realize that it was the moments I spent with the Spanish Dancer until it was nearly complete.
Mahalo for checking me out...
...more to come soon.
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