This is a painting I did this summer; it was the first of a small series that dealt with hand painted symmetry. Quite a breakthrough. I see bones, flowers, X-rays. It's quite a trip to try to paint freehand symmetrical patterns (not easy for me). To me. symmetry is a metaphor for self-enlightenment. It's an ideal but not necessarily the reality. We are inherently imbalanced, aren't we? Which IS a form of symmetry.
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