Sometimes making a painting could be described in similar terms to cooking something delicious: take a slice of vermillion and a dash of pebbled white and mix together roughly with oil of olive green etc. The mix can be roughshod but the result is sublime and tasty beyond words. It almost assumes a life of its own and you the painter happened to be the innocent bystander that was compelled to put the mix together intuitively. Lord of the Dance was such a creation for me.
Mixed media on canvas, 609 x 609 mm