It’s not so much the art, as it is the story. A story that my God told through my soul at my urging – absent me determining in advance or along the process the outcome. Many stories among one, that had no beginning, middle nor end. Stories that continue to evolve even when the paint no longer moves.
At some point the entity and/or the organism becomes the art, no longer needing an external medium to express it.
~ Sharon Lee Davies-Tight