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When an idea catches hold, it doesn't let go in a hurry.
I'm a bit like a dog with a bone. I like following an idea wherever it leads, painting, tearing, collaging, beginning again and asking "what if?" far more often than "is it finished?"
Somewhere in all that playful persistence, something begins to shift.
The painting stops feeling like something I'm making...
...and starts becoming something we're discovering together.
That's the moment I keep coming back for.
If All Of Life Was As Sweet As Oranges