Saturday, June 16, 2012


It arouses me.
At every stroke, every glide, every move made makes me high - the ecstatic feeling every time.
It controls me and makes me crave more and more.
The juice that creates life is of the essence as it slowly forms while I wait… patiently.
The smell and the taste of how it feels make me eluded.
Until we come to finish and get the image done.
- Emotions when doing an art work.

Coffee on Paper by Ron Katagiri
-bare representation of bruises and imperfections behind a childish vulnerability to play and swing in the game of life

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