so i made it. or so it seems now... i titled the painting, "nagoya". while i studied it, the images of that city came back to me. the first morning, walking along with my camera and map, stumbling across shinto shrines and buddist temples tucked away off alleys and side streets. the painting had this quiet, insular feel to it. i'd been sitting out there in the night, hearing the raccoons stumble through the bamboo and the painting was really talking to me. finally.

sometimes this art nonsense comes together. sometimes it even makes sense beyond the romantic...

yeah.