This fucking painting… It has been mocking me for the past two months or so. I completed two others around it and have four more in progress but this one just didn’t want to materialize right away. I wish I had documented its progress just to show how much paint ended up on this canvas. Just to see what I painted, repainted, and painted over. Just to show the way it took on its own life. This one isn’t a fucking painting, it’s an organism. It’s a thoughtform running amok. And somehow the fucking Kursk made it into the shot like a native wandering into my frame..