“Splintered Dreams,” was doomed for the very day I first laid the brush to the canvas. What was I thinking about? It was a time when so many paintings were floating about in my mind bits of paintings with no real meaning. Abstracts, seascapes, still life and landscapes. I really should have stopped and cleared my mind and decided what it was I was going to paint but instead I thought I would combine all the ideas into one magnificent statement.
I spent ages on each portion of this painting all the time wondering how to unite them and draw them together. In the end I came up with this. One thing was certain all those who commented on my work would have something to say. I was right they did indeed. The comments were not all as I had expected. Some people actually liked it. I had already taken a dislike of it and was determined to paint over it.
In the end the decision was made for me. I had laid it at the door of my garage ready to take it to one of the persons who had said they liked it. The idea was to see if they liked it enough to be able to live with it on their wall for a few weeks, then I would decide. As it lay there I was in full flight on one of my abstracts. I stepped back and my foot went through the canvas. The answer lay in my own hands. So here it is splintered dreams that never ever really saw the light of day.
Strangely one or two of those who did see it have asked what ever happened to it. Could I not paint it again? Well my answer is simple. I am not going down that road again some things are often best left as they are. Dreams.
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