Prism Sky I end up painting over

I end up painting over with something different because they don't turn out

And sometimes I pat myself on the back when a Midwestern tourist asks me for directions on the street

even after listening to a song many times

the world is purple

I had a fun afternoon while creating this piece

Prism Sky I end up painting overOne of the earliest memories I have from my childhood is of a small kaleidoscope toy that featured all sorts of colorful geometric patterns if I turned the cylinder, sort of like focusing a camera. It made quite an impression upon me, especially if I aimed it at a sunny window and got the wonderful backlighting effect. How might I have turned out differently if I'd gotten my young hands on a cell phone instead? Philosophical musings aside, this