Acrylic and Latex paint on 18x24in Canvas
No, this painting isn’t trying to be anything. This was all about the experience I’ve been missing for years. It’s 5pm and the hushed breeze on my balcony is getting colder. UMI sings in the background. Messy cans and brushes on the floor. Paint on my hands. I move it in a motion as if i were making ripples on water. I miserably fail to emulate Pollock’s accidentals but it’s okay. Ending an abstract piece is tricky but once you step back it just hits you. I’m happy how it turned out.
Interior retrieved from Pinterest.
Showroom Pierre Augustin Rose Paris.