We took some time away to recuperate after Bobbi’s death. I discovered the artist Ed Kienholz. The closet was intimidating, just as a blank canvas is intimidating. So you start somewhere. This may look like a regression, but I pulled everything out of the closet so that I can be sure that what is included has a purpose, not just because I had a lot of stuff and shoved it all in.
Painting as I see it.