Make a nest so that you’ll have a place to leave
A lot of my paintings have a type of pizza-like compositional uniformity, in that there isn’t supposed to be a lot of variation from one bite to the next. This one has different things happening in different places, something more like organ specialization, less geometric and more metabolic, having the counterintuitive but canny symmetry of a foot. George Saunders said in a recent interview that he likes his writing to feel “jangly,” and I experienced a jolt of recognition when I heard that.
There is a dense whorl of activity on the right side just above the center and skittering across the bottom, so that the whole of it feels like the scaffolding for a story unfolding, with flashbacks and distinct narrative set pieces. This could be a jumping off point for a series, but then, I feel that way about a lot of my paintings.