The ultimate goal on canvas is to replicate my digital work. I cannot wait to do something like this with a brush. I started painting on canvas partly because I could not afford prints of my own art. I’m glad I picked up the brush. Now it is hard to go back to the stylist. You hold a stylist pen like a pencil and my thumbs are double jointed. So when I draw or work on the computer I have a death grip on the device. For me this leads to hand cramps. I did really hit a flow state with this painting though. I remember getting lost in the narrative. Dreaming up an entire backstory of survival and desperation. All of that safely stored in my head. This was created through the process of pareidolia. Part of me thinks I might have pulled elements out of the Akashic Records on some of these pieces. Like it is a story that needs to manifest in this reality. From a more pragmatic standpoint it is probably just a flow state. What is interesting is that, if you have swam in the Akashic river you can recognize other people’s work. I’ll look at a painting sometimes and can tell the painter went to that river. I call it the Honey Comb hide out for creatives. To justifiably describe it is beyond comprehension. A cosmic gift that we all have access to for those willing to do the work.
