This is a rather heavy piece. A motif I have painted before. I've known people in life that have had illnesses & well to be Frank... When I find out someone I care about...sometimes that sends me briefly into an emotional turmoil. This. Ok. So I try to take it & place it there. I I I. I know. How selfish.  I tend to make things all about me. My therapist tells me that. Wait. I don't have one.
 
I should just write a Kurt Vonnegut style Novel.  It could be more lucrative & cathartic than painting. Perhaps my nonsense could help someone else navigate theirs.
 
" too many words is & always are forever not enough & hopefully may not be needed..! the evil duality or schrodinger's cat of unspoken is not required amongst friends. All we are are flesh & bones & a beating heart. Nah. The soul is real we all go somewhere & meet those... This painting is an abstraction of well I guess a single soul."  kms 04202024