This is my table where it all happens never sure when I will sleep knowing the finished pieces never will even after I do.
Not much too it. Just a cluster of randomness in appearance but once behind it, things just start to happen.
Each brush and paint has its flaws which somehow unify to make a perfect flaw.
No matter what you have....it is all in the vision.
These visions are trickles of my past intertwined with the world where I truly belong.
I look at the messy table and then become one with it.
If my art brings you joy & laughter then I've accomplished my dream.
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