Lou Levit's Profile
Paint drips down the canvas, downward, down it goes. One drip, then another. With an unexpected turn they meet. Together they ride along off the canvas and down my arm. My arm turns blue.
Water washes some of the paint away, but never gets it all. It's better that way. Somehow I always feel more comfortable when there are paint stains on my limbs, little dried bits of red or yellow tangled in my hair. It's how I was meant to be.
Through paint and canvas and exhilarating expression I try to give other people that feeling...inspire them to connect to their own "paint stains" - their own special skin.
- Joined August 10, 2012