I was doing another study of clouds and the changing colors of sky at sunset, and suddenly I thought one cloud looked like a camel’s head. I repainted it. Then it looked like a penis. Then I thought that seeing shapes in clouds is very natural, and I should keep the penis. But I couldn’t take my eyes off it, so I repainted again, and now I’m going to let viewers find whatever shapes they want. Just don’t tell me.
Later is what?
After settling into various desk jobs, I always said I'd get back to painting later in life, and later is now. Again means that I tried once before. I decided to write about my painting endeavor, too, as a learning tool, an accountability tool, and to stay sharp in case I have to go back to a desk job. Again.
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