Messing About with Paint

The Quays

Oil on Canvas 60cmx90cm
The canvas confronts me. Already, my mind has etched a picture into its fabric. How it emerges, however, is still debatable? 
There is a repetition of what I have done before. 
Smudged by frustration to do better. 
To go beyond what has become the norm. 
For now. I have taken those first tentative steps, that could lead to the predictable. 
Or they could. 
Move to something more exciting.


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