The Birth of a Neo-Expressionist Painting
Memories clog the channels of the mind
The fingers twitch from the need to paint
Alerting sensations to the task.
Eyes sit on the subject
A mantra meditatively clearing ideas on a false start.
A tentative dip in color
An adroit skin tone begins
In softness imagined, moisturized and hydrated.
A dissonant vase made and cracked in a virtual world
A nest in a corner of what could be love
Unseen notes from a singing voice
Floating to the suggested ears
Give the body a frisson.
A timely switch to a less dominant hand blends in
A quasi medieval being massages the back, invisible
Thrusting the body towards the viewer
An unintended provocation.
The painting is unfinished.