Palette of oil sticks rather than tubes look all the same. Light controlled; profound order of what first appears to be chaos. Knife shavings collected; colors on a wall reveal what is to be placed on canvas or linen. Her wall is her palette of special art itself with a freedom coming from eye, not hand. An occasional tub of paint for brushes mix with tubs of shavings of color become a palette itself. Rarely discarded, but mixed together becomes cacophony of brilliance easily catching the eye. Brilliant shavings result in her art and her eye, lasting with the drawings and paintings never quite finished since what was used for creation is neatly nestled within containers that are themselves brilliant. There are visions all around…so much to see. Every surface becomes an extraordinary palette.

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