Nude reclining in the back seat of my mind.
That's what I called this oil painted charcoal sketch of a woman on wood. The image reminds me of something I'd forgotten and start to think about but can not quite recall an actual image memory.
On 2nd thought I may recall she was sketched in Cali and I paint her in Texas. She was painted in a flash &/or flood. I often do not remember how she came to be. I have been thinking about ( ) often as of late.
unsubstantiated & fulfilled, all
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