Today I finally won the epic dance-off with my latest work.
The third painting in ‘The General Order of Anxiety” series has not yet been subtitled, but it has been finished. Finally. This particular piece has taken the longest, though the struggle this time around was far more a love-in than a stand-off. The relationship between this painting and I would–using the format of a dialogue as a metaphorical vehicle–certainly sound like:
‘You hang up.’
‘No YOU hang up.’
‘Ok…..I’m going to hang up……………….I’m hanging up…..’
‘Are you still there?’
‘YES! I didn’t want to just hang up on you!!’
The preceding exchange took place over the course of months. While it was mostly enjoyable (far more so than the arm-wrestles to which I am accustomed) I did, by the end, want one of us to just ‘hang up.’
Today the lines were cut. Mercifully.