Risking the edge in studio practice has more to do with realizing who it is that stands before the canvas, brush in hand, than any intellectual explanation of one's work.
COME TO THE EDGE
Come to the edge.
I might fall.
Come to the edge.
It's too high!
COME TO THE EDGE!
And (she) came,
And she leapt,
And she flew.
__adapted from the Poem "Come To The Edge" by Christopher Logue
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