Though I live in a mostly black and white world, yet SOMEWHAT  creamy beige, greige, and  chocolate brown world,  my mind always romps to colour. The colour of my eye on my profile, I just realized, mimics the colour of my painting that tops this journal.

 I am suddenly haunted by the professor in graduate school who informed us, despite all our posturing,  that all paintings are a reflection of ourselves.

We cringed....

 Oh, BUT, could CERTAINLY see it in the work of others, but not, OH GOD NO, not our own!

So, as I ponder my next creative venture in the studio, I am torn between my innate sense of the monochrome, and my lusty desire for the peacock,  the scarab, and  the parrot.

I suppose all to be a reflection upon me...............