11:38AM:as i was having my breakfast i gazed at two dancers and began feeling the urge to scrape and then surround the two figures with grey oil paint, which i already had ready in a jar, intending to use it for something else. once again, the unpredictable raises it’s head and points me in a direction AI could never imagine., giving a poignance to the two dancers.
the marks made by my brush as i applied the grey oil paint to the still wet surface enhanse their movement in space. it’s almost as if the figure on the right has transformed from what he was yesterday into a state of ecstasy.
i have it lying on my studio floor until it’s dry enough to put on my west wall, since it’s still very wet and i don’t want any drips, which are welcome on some other paintings.
a few blue & red bits of the original, underlying acropolis painting (see my february 16 post) peek through on the very top, which used to be the side.