This painting started on the reverse of this canvas. I worked on it for several months, adding layer upon layer but it became heavy and ‘dead’. One day I turned the canvas over and used the paint that had bled through the fabric as a starting point for a new direction. This new painting evolved from the ghost of a failed painting, just as the wildflowers in my garden pollinate and reproduce, bursting out of the ground in vibrant colours overnight after a heavy rain.
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Acrylic, ink, gesso, pastel, conte crayon on raw canvas. Hand-stretched on museum-grade stretchers, the painting extends over the edges. Signed on reverse and ready to hang.