Painted
When you step back from the painting
and an exactness appears
being just as it is
inexplicable
then add nothing
or the soul of the image will be lost.
The ghost in the canvas
has revealed the ghost in your mind.
It has come through to be
an exceptionality.
When that happens
throw the brush away.
Copyright © Eric Ashford | Year Posted 2022
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