This masterpiece, created in one afternoon in 2011 in my upstairs bedroom-turned-studio. As with most of my best pieces, I didn't recognize how good it was until years later. I can't even explain the joy that was going thru my veins to my arms to my hands. It was like being overwhelmed by joy- spiritual. Obviously, there was no composition or picture in mind that I needed to create to resemble something. It was sheer connection with color. The background started out dark (indigo, ultramarine, etc.) and as was my custom early in my painting career, I gleefully and haphazardly chose colors to add to the background, mixing them directly on to the canvas rather than painstakingly mixing on a palette to get "just the right" color before adding to the canvas. Its more fun that way. See what happens. Turns out, the mixing is not so haphazard after all. I chose these colors for a reason. They mean something. They make me feel a certain way. They express something that I am feeling at the time. Whether that same feeling conveys to the viewer is not the objective. The viewer will take their own impression, as it should be.