Latest in my series of "black and white" paintings. Acrylic, pencil, medium, and modeling paste on 4 wood panels (18" overall). It's always seems a balancing act between intention and chance, the meaninglessness of the final product, and the fracturing of form. Is this good or bad painting? Who really cares in a world where everyone who has painted a barn or lighthouse without investing themselves intellectually or emotionally calls themselves an "artist"? And they love company!