Ironically, they're three of my most popular paintings in terms of positive feedback, so what do I know? What I do is I learn from my mistake and realize that the show must go on. And by this, of course, I'm referring to the style of left-right linear-narrative painting. It was truncated (intentionally) by me so-called 'narrative' three-border device and my self-imposed color schemes. The central of the grey-mush disaster-paintings had two clean borders, one top and one bottom. I saw this as release from the three-border prison. This was it, "The eternal story," that these paintings should always have been telling. The one that has no beginning or end. The artistic equivalent of an anecdote, and I had it.
And I was very pleased, having suddenly accident'd upon my own artistic salvation.
