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| Oil and water on pavement catch the sun, spiral endlessly like can-can dancers in full swing, filled with the whirling and tizzy that beginnings bring. My job as an artist is to observe visual connections and find a sanctuary in the conflict of opposites. I know if I'm just caught up in the excitement of beginnings, instead of pushing through the hard work for resolution, I'll forever be starting something new. It's about digging out the details, then standing back to see an overview where opposing parts, like oil and water, synchronize. I depend on the act of painting the oil and filaments to reveal the observations I make. | ||||