Beloved of the Sky: No. 4, The Subject Means Little

The subject means little. The arrangement, the design, colour, shape, depth, light, space, mood, movement, balance, not one or all of these fills the bill. There is something additional, a breath that draws your breath into its breathing, a heartbeat that pounds on yours, a recognition of the oneness of all things.

God, God, God! Oh, to realize so completely that you could utterly let go and passionately throw your soul upon the canvas.