As I was reading late last night an image came to mind. "Radio waves" is my (first?) attempt to realize that image in oil on canvas. Now, it should come as no surprise that images appear in my consciousness: all I do all day is think about, look at, and read of art and artists. My mind is full of this stuff and lately not much else. It's as though it's being beamed into my head and I've got no choice but to act as a reciever.
What's this painting about? I don't know - this language is still too new to me, I can't translate it yet. The signal is getting clearer though so I'll keep trying. Maybe that's what it's about.