Art has been so part of my brain lately. Every thought, every experience of my life is invaded by thoughts of painting. Techniques. Future pieces. My developing set of personal symbology. This morning while I was driving to work I felt such a strong calling. Nearly a screamed demand in my inner psyche to produce a suite of 3 paintings for a church alter, what alter I don't know but I could see it as clearly as I can see this computer monitor right now. And I had the very clear impression that if I painted it the location would reveal itself. The title 'ort cloud' repeating itself, a cacophony demanding acknowledgement in my brain. I could see these paintings fully formed, a large sweeping arch topped central panel flanked by 2 smaller niche panels of a congruent shape. From my impression I'd say that the flanking panels were about 3 by 5 feet and the central about 8 by 13. I could see the layers of cloudy, nebulous structures and I could feel the presence of the divine demanding these paintings of me. I have to paint it. I can't leave this undone. I'm weeping right now from the sheer magnitude of these emotions. I can barely control my emotions, I feel like I need to scream out about this experience for someone to know, and yet it's so intensely personal I wouldn't even be able to start to verbalize about it. People must think I'm crazy walking around the building today, tears on the edge of my eyelids. I want to find the means to accomplish this so badly it makes me hurt. I feel it in my chest, and my throat, and my head has a terrible pounding. Some of my earliest pieces were about genesis, always views of a vast microscopic brew contained on small, unimposing pieces of paper. Images of the primordial brew where God left his finger prints on creation. These new genesis paintings, they were soooo very luminous in my vision. It came to me later that I could use lucite as my support and then if the pieces were back lit the luminosity of the pieces would increase exponentially. I'm going to home depot as soon as I get off work and get a piece of plex to experiment on. I'll have to build a damn around it's edge to contain the pours.