MY CHAUD AIR PAINTING

Meaning I didn’t paint it en plein air. It was cold today, and I’m not the sort of person who makes sacrifices for his art. Like, I wouldn’t cut off my ear for my art. I wouldn’t cut off my ear for any reason, unless I got really really hungry for dried apricots and there were no dried apricots. Now if human sacrifice were still legal, I might make that kind of sacrifice. I still have my list, I believe. But where would that get me, art-wise? Unless I was doing a red painting. I could see it then.