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i don't have a favourite painting. i don't even have a set of favourite paintings. what speaks to me changes, and i keep finding new art that amazes me. the latest was ... *rummage* ... madrones at eagle creek by kesler woodward, whose work i really like in general; i can lose myself in his paintings for a long time.
and it occurred to me that i write too rarely about art i like, so i am copying this comment to remedy that a little. i think this mostly happens because i tend to wallow in art; i find something i like, and i'll sink into it and swim around in that world, and then i become ... filled. and writing about art on a full mind doesn't work for me; the writing takes away from the experience. unfortunately, writing about it a little later feels banal, like i can never capture how i felt, not even close. but hey, i can at least point and say "look! shiny!"; *wry grin*.
i'd be interested if anyone wants to point me at their own current or eternal favourites.