22” × 46” Acrylic Linear Gravity
This one’s got a pulse.
Each line is a beat, a move, a memory. It is color in motion—like a dance floor lit up in every shade I could grab. I painted this one in slow drips, one after the other, letting gravity and rhythm take over. It is intentional, but still loose—like letting the paint dance a little.
It reminds me of a disco line dance: everyone doing their own thing, but somehow still moving together. That balance of freedom and pattern. Of joy and control. Of letting the music (or in this case, the paint) pull you somewhere bright.
It is playful. It is precise. It is a celebration of color and movement and finding your own beat in the middle of it all.
22” × 46” Acrylic Linear Gravity
This one’s got a pulse.
Each line is a beat, a move, a memory. It is color in motion—like a dance floor lit up in every shade I could grab. I painted this one in slow drips, one after the other, letting gravity and rhythm take over. It is intentional, but still loose—like letting the paint dance a little.
It reminds me of a disco line dance: everyone doing their own thing, but somehow still moving together. That balance of freedom and pattern. Of joy and control. Of letting the music (or in this case, the paint) pull you somewhere bright.
It is playful. It is precise. It is a celebration of color and movement and finding your own beat in the middle of it all.
