Everything is blooming most recklessly; if it were voices instead of colors,
there would be an unbelievable shrieking into the heart of the night.
~Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters of Rainer Maria Rilke
And here's what it looks like today. Still developing, finding and refining shapes, layering.
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J'y aperçois un merveilleux bouquet de fleurs qui s'anime... Des fleurs venues de je ne sais où... et qui mènent un drôle de tintamarre !
Gros bisous
I've mentioned before that abstract art is a struggle for me but may I say, this one is rockin' Kim. My brain does a happy dance taking in the colors and shapes. There's a story here. Not sure it needs more work.
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