I'm still working on this newest piece. I like it so far, but not wild about it. I think it needs something more, especially on the right hand side. Maybe a silkscreen with a few words. Just to make the painting more distinctive.
When you love someone with your heart and soul, the thought of them always brings a smile to your face. But this doesn't happen that much. When you consider how many people you've known.
The same is true about my art. Most of the time I either frown or look confused when I contemplate my work. If I love it, I don't have the purest, sweetest feeling about it. It can bring me down. Way down. Even more down than a disturbing lover.
I may feel passionately about my art, but that's not true love. Far from it.