Inspired by some early work of Bridgit Riley, I made this color pencil sketch.

Thoughts of fabric, texture, folds, movement, weightlessness, beauty, change. Experiencing it like an object I could reach out and touch.
Another sketch presented possibilities of the overall field creating a sense of underlying shapes advancing the surface forward or back.

Color?

And then, I decided to make a go of it.

I see the possibilities. Makes me think of the first dream I remember: a floating veil-like cloth.
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