Tuesday, March 19, 2013
expression. of peace.
after red
i tell my lover i am going to do painting today. i will go to the hardware store and buy the paint brushes. flat ones intended for walls. those that are meant to color. and are unapologetic. i do not care if sio montera says not to use house paints. that they are not meant for art. great or otherwise. i will get a few pieces of good wood. some nails. a hammer. a white canvas. and build myself a frame. large. and rest it on the wall. i have a stroke in mind. it is blue. and slightly convex. concave. when seen from the other end. center bottom thrown to top far right. i mean it like a wave. of something else. maybe a part. of a circle. even though it trails away
Labels:
abstract art,
blue,
blue stroke,
brightness,
color,
concave,
convex,
darkness,
grass,
leaving,
painting,
red,
sio montera,
space,
speaking,
Things of Light,
trace
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