Ascension oil/canvas 24 x 48 x 1.5 |
Actually, my brain takes MANY flights of fancy each day. I am not sure if this happens to anyone else, or to everyone. But I can say for certain, that these little mind travels are imperative to my emotional well being. It is only when my mind is otherwise occupied with sociability and tasks that life becomes, well, dull and static.
And, as sychronicity would have it, I am currently reading my first ever surrealistic work, Nadja by Andre Breton. He questions whether or not we are defined by the lives we lead on a daily basis OR by the surprises, the flights of fancy, that we take.
And, so it is that this work is a bit of, I believe, surrealism on my part. My flight of fancy.
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