cherry serpents

the process looks good on film

squeezes and pressure

a ballet that leans into it all

it fools you

it’s work

it’s gritty

as it should be

as it should have been all along

the speed is alarming

paint dries fast

paper like blades

chaotic bending of edges

movement

calm moments before the storm

rhythm pounding

we are dancing now

paint dripping

puddles being absorbed by the pulp

images appear

this is a ritual

this is painting

this is my religion

cherry serpents!

umbra signatura

i wanted to capture the muse

the brush and its simple worship needed a ritual

something with weight

these pieces need to be warm to the touch

alive

the materials soft and transformative

paper wrinkling like the hermit’s stoic face

black as the knight that swings his sword

wildly

the water filled with crystals and even more intention

a ceremony of shape and smudge

smoke filled with memories lingers

ash adding texture

the floor should pound with lust

a ritual

the pressings of umbra signatura

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