I find solace at the sides like the allure of scarlet, with its easy boldness, overriding without effort the colliding swashbucklers tilting towers center. The diminished neck of the scarlet intervenes between the deep plum purple and dried grape. A dainty palette of dabs of color, lower left, assembles the painters efforts. A dijon, ochre sky echoes this interplay I migrate to the right quarter. A foreground of creaturely purple with mixed shades amethyst to byzantine is set against a faded golden rod, faded banana skin clouded sky. My left hand blocks for a minute the center jostling. I experience the painting anew and like it
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