Painting in acrylic, 24K gold on raw canvas.
A whirling process of walking away and returning.
Follow the color science, perform the calculations, know what the truth should be. So steadfast in vision that the romance of what this form already is, vanishes.
Retreat, furl, dissipate into a reflection of your own soul to be reminded that all the figuring in the world cannot methodize beauty. Only a meandering dream state of perception can invite her to reveal herself.
Return to the dance, slowly letting it infuse conscience with the sway of heartbeats and memories. Letting instinct lead, feel the lure and let it move you.