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I'm putting these pics up for Alexis to see. She caringly gave me a verbal kick in the butt one day (about letting my inner artist come out and play), this sent me into a four hour painting frenzy, emotionally revisiting the dark places that Michael cast and left ... resulting in my oil interpretation of Michael's soul.

The paint is still wet, and these photos were taken in a rush. I just couldn't get the lighting right to show the intense molten colors (there are also noticeable contrasts between deep indigo and black/browns in the background that don't seem noticeable in the pics), and the thick parts are so shiny still that the light reflecting off them gives a different effect in the photo than the painting in real life.

It is... what it is.

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