uncontaminated with thought



Sunday was a splattery day

As I paint and create I usually listen to the radio.

Sometimes a word or phrase leaks out of the radio through me onto the page.

This often gets covered up in layers of color and stuff

But the phrase ‘uncontaminated with thought’ struck me as poignant to this project

So each time it began to drown in ink and paper I kept it afloat above the layers