Afternoon at the MET...My Studies of Brushstrokes Hands and Feet...Edges, Blurs, Action and Interplanar Dimensionality...from Cezanne and Cubism...through Pollack and Beyond

The sharpedge and the blur as light and shade in running stillness, often compete for the same spaces and depths  never quite being able to share those spaces or depths at the same time but hint of dimensions where these events are possible making them a hallmark of the modern excursions into curious  dimensions of matter made mindful...random but always conscious of some prophesaic mirroring...death being the last of the self-fulfilling Prophesies...I am.

Art...at the same time...