I have been eyeing this large blue section for a few weeks now, watching it dry, waiting to move into it. Today I had the brush loaded with this vanilla-white oil paint and so I went for it. There is something kind of mad about the sensation of diving into that pristine blue, free falling into the fact that you can't go back now.
The pace of the brush stroke is what puts the feeling into the shape. I think you can see that really well in this little video.
