At one point I thought, this is such a simple painting and I can’t seem to get it, am I even a painter? and it actually gave me the feeling that this piece is trying to heal: that sense that if you’ve been wrong about yourself and change now, at this late hour, it will make you unrecognizable to the people who have loved you, who love you for who you were before.

It was just a flash. The feeling was a memory, like most of them are.