The Cut

It came to me late one night, as these ideas often do.

I had to cut it.

There was too much blank space.

Oh goodness, I got nervous.

One of my favourite things is nervous excitement.

It's like Red Bull without the concern for my health.

It just zings and makes me feel so alive, especially knowing ... I'm going to do it.

So the next day I marked it with tape, called Chad to the studio, and we stared.

"What do you think?"

Silence and more staring.

So, I grabbed a matt board to encase and close it in, showing how it may look.

Then, I took it away to compare.

Then, I showed it again.

Then stared.

It seemed so much . . . Bigger.

So much more focused.

It reminded me of the framed progress pieces we have displayed at shows.

The ones that people kept saying they wanted to buy,

The ones that first planted the seed of this piece.

And Chad, my beloved, logical, kind, supporting non-artsey-brained man, told me. " I don't know. I like them both"

So, that means we need more staring.

More casual strolls where I casually glance over, just so I can see how it captures my heart, snags my attention and gives me that unmistakable jolt to always chase the zing.