What makes art good? I mean really good! Happy accidents. In this piece, Empty City, I was so pleased when this painting flowed from my brain and ended up showing the workings of my brain in a very loose and obviously abstract way. This is where my brain makes friends with the paint. I was very unaware of what was going on as I painted this. It was fun and exciting. It felt like a form of therapy. Not flaky or empty therapy, but REAL therapy. It's where color and line work together in a beautiful way.
Am I afraid that the world will glimpse some of my brain? Not at all, I'll still sleep just fine at night. Good art should be honest.
Whether this piece represents GREAT art is up to you, dear viewer.