This painting is beginning to feel more lived in. I have felt the need to cram more stuff in to this one. There are little plants and house-like forms. It feels as if something or someone lives here. Someone navigates through these twisted spaces. Or is it that this world used to have inhabitants, but all of them have moved on.
There also feels like there are different scales in this painting? Are or where the inhabitants the same size? Some are big. Some are little. They may sing different songs or speak different languages. It may be interesting to see how this idea ties into this notion of simultaneous flat and deep space. Different beings occupy different spaces. Are we the viewer, supposed to be the creature that lives here? How would we move through this world? Could we run along the surface and fall into deep space? Would we move up or down? Who knows? It may be too much, or too stupid, but we’ll see. It’s been a long day. My head is spinning. This entry is really all over the place, but I’ll come back to this idea in time. For now I think I’ll roll with it.