Why Paint by Numbers?

You say you want to be defined

black or white.


Introducing Tone


I stand on the wheel

ready to introduce Color,

bold for the comfort of black.


With broad strokes, I dip my brush

Ready to create a rich mix,

Each hue a story of it's own.

In the end many shades of me.

Alone we create a  palette

of grey’s.


Together,

hues only the imagination can conceive.

Boundless.


Seeing self through the liar's eyes

will leave us murky, befuddled, hoodwinked.


Use the linseed oil to cleanse your brush.

Thin pigments of color now intermingle in tone


Hours lend themselves to no aid

For the knife is required to cut the emotional palette,

bleeding the hues into a deeper state of transition.

Reality visited in a surreal understanding,

not a masterpiece in a hall grand hung.


The light reflection of my own luminosity

adds texture and dimension to the painting.

To understand this canvas you must first see

black and white,

Self.


Introduce another soul and color arrives.

Together,

Hushed shades of grey; simple existence

Clearly no boundaries


Why paint by numbers?


Except to be another clone.

I stand,

individual

Alone, my own artistic expression

Bold strokes and fine lines

Hues of passion released through words

not in frame hung.

A limitless canvas

awaiting

transcending

arriving

ever changing

a work in progress