Acrylic on canvas, stretched and ready to hang.
Signed on the front.
How often do we wish we could do/be something else, to not be authentically ourselves?
It is easy as an artist to look at others and want to be like them. I often look at beautiful, restful, simple, abstract art and wish I could do that. I recently saw some beautiful simplistic art and all I could think of birds flying in, and lego figures vaulting. Truthfully, no matter how much I would sometimes like to, I can't escape myself.
Welcome to my world, where...birds interrupt me.