Painting the hands had started to unfold as I took more photos of friends and family. No matter what the challenge is, I always wonder how am I going to accomplish the task. Working through the shading and lines, I find I am able to copy enough to get a close image. I still felt something was missing.... a connection.....
I really never remember dreams but the one I had was very profound and gave me the answer I was looking for.
I was driving in my car when all of a sudden a man on a bicycle appeared in front of me. I stopped suddenly, but not soon enough to prevent hitting him. I slammed on the brakes and he fell off the bike onto the roadway straight down. The quilt of not paying attention and shame overwhelmed me until I saw this white vine from the roadway climb up into the sky. It woke me up immediately and I soon realized that was what I was looking for to accomplish my painting.