Heels to Jesus (working title)
acrylic on canvas
230 × 300mm

Occasionally artists’ make works that befuddle them. They are alien, appearing on the very edge of (or just outside) current knowledge and understanding. Heels to Jesus is for me, one of those works.

It’s been sitting on my wall for a few weeks now and will sit there a little longer. The top third feels like it may need some more work, especially when compared to the outlined shapes at the bottom of the piece.

I still don’t know what to make of it – it doesn’t yet feel like it’s one of mine. For now, it’s enough to live with its strangeness.

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