Space

One, two and three repetition is divine. Order and chaos, while a space man walks along. A fleeting moment where I understood that being free could contain both structure and complete random patterns. Like running through a forest trail from point a to b while running over obstacles and trails that turn every which way. Making things stick and building on a painting like making things work in a messy life moment. Materials used, house paint, window, spacemen, and file folder tabs along with a little bit of ocd. Be free to get lost along the way of your painting my lovely art makers. ~ M.