Red wine, prime numbers and dusk. And then add in thought experiments. Deadly, wonderful thought experiments. How different are they from the image in your head that you wish to put in oil and ground dirt on stretched linen? Not so much--but certainly harder to articulate, the image, that is. I've hung out with enough philosophers to understand that. The word is king, the sentence is kingdom.
I just make paintings. Magic, still. Perhaps that is the gulf between us--I really do see it as magic, not logic. My logic is a skipping stone, and a plunge into deep waters is sometimes as useful as the successful voyage across the surface...ha ha !
red wine and prime numbers
late summer dusk
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