Poem VIII – Paint by Numbers

I try to identify the colors, but I stop.

I do not see the colors presented to me.

Painting by numbers should be immediate I think.

I stop and take a drink and think why I should pick up a paintbrush and paint a color given to me by another inside of predetermined numbers.

The page remains blank as I keep thinking which way I should hold the brush.

I grab it with my right hand, and it feels institutionalize.

I take it with my left and it feels fearful.

The canvas sits right in front of me, but the colors continue to deceive each and every figure.

Is it the picture I cannot see or is it the color displayed before the supervised number?

Whatever way I choose to grab the question I realize my right hand and my left-hand hold no power.

The colors I choose predetermines the picture, not the fictitious numbers.

One by one the numbers disappear, and my brush is ready to paint a picture inside of my true colors and outside of absolute numbers.

Poem 8-Paint by Numbers

Order your limited edition print and learn the story behind the poem. Each piece is numbered and signed. Look inside the frame, and you will find my inspiration for each poem. Only 369 copies of each poem will be printed. 

Numbered and signed print
The story behind the poem printed on the back
11 x 14 Black (1 1/8″) Synthetic Wood Frame
White Double Mat
2 mm Glass
White Cardboard Backing


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