5"x7" oil on canvas panel
Yeah, it was swamp gas. You saw nothing. There's always a rational explanation.
Sometimes I gotta push the limits, test the boundaries - that is, my grasp of the medium, my limits. That's what it seems like. I don't know.
So I squirted out a bunch of paint on the palette and dropped this little canvas panel in it, and rubbed it around a bit just to see what would happen. Voila.
Er..ahem..I mean, um... "In order to access the true source of creativity it becomes necessary to remove the artist from the equation to the greatest degree possible. Then the inadvertent is elevated to the level of portal. A portal, as it were, to another dimension. A portal through which spontaneous discovery of the utterly unexpected - ie new to the artist, and thus to his audience - may emerge.
Hence the contrived accident is actually a revelation of originality."
Note: Shhh! Don't say nuttin, but all that shit happens in tightly "controlled" work as well. It can't be helped. ;-)
Am I wrong?