Anyway, that’s what I see in this painting I’m working on. A work in progress; we’re not there yet. I have in mind some sort of circle or target, with a portal, a skylight, at the center that shows the same cerulean blue that we see at the edges. We end where we begin.
Lauren likes it. She always prefers the rough over the polished, the raw over the cooked. She helps me wean myself away from the lapidary, the overly wrought. As I say in “Outsider Art,” I need an art that is “deformed so it can breathe.” Is this deformed enough? Or just a wounded bagel?