SAPPHIRE SOLITAIRE
36 x 36" - oil on canvas (in progress)

Somehow this recurring dream has brought me back to here. Back to her. All day my mind would not set down the new melody I'm working on. Now, in sleep, my subconscious takes over and I am interpretting the delicate parts of the song as the introspective ambience of this familiar siren. She builds up our fugue, weaving the blueness of the sky into the nuance of her touch upon the strings. She is the full synesthete I ache to be. She is the goddess daughter of Fripp. I come to the oracle to listen.

I've been painting with knives to bring energy to my strokes. And because I hate to clean brushes. I want to be expressionistic and impressionistic in my painting, I need something completely different haptically and visually from my computer graphics work.

This impasto painting has consumed about 1.5 liters of paint thus far. I'll post an update closer to completion.