A couple weeks ago I was asked to show my paintings at my church... as an example of how every person is kind of like a painting. A bunch of colours all mixed together, making different blends – beautiful and ugly – and mixes and beauties... and how so many masterpieces [referring to an original DaVinci, not so much an original Chomiak!] become priceless, yet they are made of almost worthless materials.
Anyway, I was honored to be asked to show my paintings.
Better yet, I was inspired.
So I stopped all other misc jazz I was working on that day, went out to the summer kitchen [my painting haven!], and threw down these colours on a big canvas. It felt so liberating and free... and well, just plain fun! I hadn't done any abstract-type paintings, til I did a couple for a friend recently, and realized how much fun it is to paint without borders!
It thus was named 'inspire'.
I placed the word small in mid-right, and then partially on the bottom.
Who can live without the inspirato?
I know I can't.
