Take me to the river
Drop me in the water
Art is an ocean
I don’t know why I love you like I do
All the trouble you put me through
Some days things are a little rough in the studio.
We’re on a road to nowhere
Come on inside
Maybe you wonder where you are
And its alright baby, it’s alright
When things become a bit surreal, I may as well go with it.
And you may tell yourself this is not my beautiful painting
And you may ask yourself how did I get here
You may ask yourself, how do I work this
You may ask yourself, where is that beautiful painting
Seems all my work goes through phases.
I’m checking them out
I’m checking them out
I got it figured out
It’s only the river; it’s only the river
It's just part of the process, part of the flow of it all.
And in all fairness to these paintings,
none of them were involved in today's
long deep breath/sigh in the studio.
