A picture of the west sun streaming across my table yesterday afternoon. Slowly I've been working on a new 4x4ft watercolor painting. I wouldn't say it is a large version of my smaller work, it is something else entirely. It is its own piece. Yet it does contain elements that earmark my work, moments of representation and hand written thoughts, to name two. And on the surface it seems about one thing, but it has an underlying layer of other meaning that is completely transparent. For now, I am moving through it, giving it time. Giving myself time. So forgive me if I simply tell you about it, rather than show you. It may be one of those pieces that remains my own. Only more time and thought will reveal whether it needs to be shown publicly.