This painting began as one related to my father as a teenager. That image is now hidden under a layer of red and yellow paint. I was unhappy with the quality of that image because I found myself working in a tight fashion. In an attempt to free myself, I painted lines and shapes with gestures that felt more energized.
This is what followed. It surprised me with its joyful air because I began the work on a day of despairing over the latest scientific warnings about climate change. Painting the image raised my spirits even as I thought: This beautiful world that we desecrate. At different points in the process, I was reminded of a Persian carpet and the ocean. My enduring love of seashells has entered the painting.
I used acryl gouache paint and, again, added some directly printed impressions of stamps that I made years ago.