The painted answer to Bob Dylan’s musical question “how many roads must a man walk down before you call him a man”, I guess.

The whole “making molds” thing had started to get a little oppressive, due to all the weeks of drying time. However, all my experiments of just slapping on paint with a paint-knife kept looking too gloppy and childish to me.

The technique of masking, laying down slabs of paint, and then pulling off the masking tape while the paint is still wet to get sharper edges was starting to feel more appealing. I still get 3D shapes, but I can get paintings done within a few days, even with an additional stripe on top like this one. It was also a bit of an optical illusion designed to vary the perception of width and colors.