I found this chunk of dried pouring medium and ink at the bottom of a takeout container. I’d used it for a pour, months ago, and left it to dry, because once it’s cured I can just pop it right out and the container is clean again. Easy enough. But then there’s the matter of my heart. MY HEART. My heart that breaks for this beautiful thing that’ll never be a painting or even a sculpture or anything useful at all. Just a chunk of dried paint. Just the byproduct of another piece of art. But still an object than will never be.
at least we got these lovely photos together.
what should I do with these?!
