when a piece pops into my head, basic shapes form and grow. eventually, after cutting the wood, colors, design (if any), and any additional media float in. can't actually remember a time that i've set out to create a representational piece. actually, yeah, i painted a mural in Marxe's room of the desert and lizards years ago. does the bottle tree count? but otherwise, nah, the shapes and circle-y waves inaugurate it all. weird to name a piece, which happened with the spirally contraption i created for the 'artomatic takes flight' exhibit (opening tonight).
finally just wrote 'tsunami galaxies' on the title line, which amalgamated the two main ideas i liked best. not necessarily how i see the piece (are there suns in there?), but it seemed better to name it with something instead of 'untitled,' which approaches parody in its un-uniqueness. my own prejudice against abstract art, huh? but now anyone seeing the piece will see waves or galaxies instead of what they may have imagined of their own accord. two-edged sword.
maybe next time, i'll be ready to let the art speak for itself.