The night before I painted this abstract figurative, I had a dream about it. I won’t go into a lot of detail, but in my dream I was asked to name a title of one of my paintings and when I did this image appeared on a screen. I knew within the dream that this was my next painting. It was really kinda cool. I wish that would happen every night!
This one is personal to me other than my dream. Being exiled, cut off, and separated from the collective is something I’ve experienced in my own life. As I was painted I found tears running down my face, which has never happened to me before. I know this work must have come from a deep place within me.