This is one of the best from my 2019 paintings, one i was almost going to keep. Forlorn love, holding a rose, by a table. One of the more wildest color and form wise, form vanishes, becomes color, becomes form, an island between physical so called reality and the landscape of the mind. The ending, is dream, the moment is dream, what could matter more, everything else matters less.
Oil Painting, Abstract, Outsider, Abstract Painting, Original Painting, Abstract Figurative Painting