Before I Die.

I am sure we've talked about this before, but god damn I love Robert Motherwell.
I'm sorry, I can't help it.
His painting made me want to paint more.
Like, really paint.
Like getting down in there and figuring shit out.

He is my hero. Like, if you were to wake me up from a sound sleep and asked "Hey! Who's your hero?!" I'd be all like "Whaaauh? Robert Motherwell!!" And then I would fall back asleep.
Soundly.

I never met the guy.
But his paintings are just the best.
I can feel his paintings.

After a glass or two of wine, I can't even talk about them.
I just look at them over and over again, trying to make sense of the world.