This painting felt incomplete. I left it to cure and settle. I kept revisitng her but it never felt right. Then suddenly there it was. I added the molten liquid to the background.
Over the next few days I kept visiting her again and again adding in layers of fine and more heavily applied strokes of molten. The coloured lava dripped and flowed as if spewing from somehwere deep underneath the surface.
Then as suddenly as it began... it suddenly screamed...
STOP NOW.
