Sunday, May 13, 2012

In A Strange Mood


Gone are the jewel-like bold colors and the hard contours of the earlier stages, replaced by a somber, meditative light remindful of the quiet water in a pond, and an overall softening, an interpenetrating of light and shadow that imbues their form with a strange dreamy quality.  It's as if they were trying to remind me of something long forgotten.  I wish I could remember what it is I've forgotten -- but if I did remember, would I be glad I did?

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