I begin with various spontaneous shapes, marks, lines and textures.

Layers of color, more marks and shapes are put down.

And finally I add drips and pours.

 I find it fascinating to watch paint flow down canvas, mix with and change other colors already put down.  The canvas makes its own decisions based on prior marks and layers, and most likely ends up as something entirely different than what I initially imagined.  And so I am a process painter.  I must work in conjunction with what the painting is wanting.  I must let the painting have its own life.

 Can you see them?  The fleeting visions?

There is an entire painting captive beneath the drips.


Maggie Levy