Andrew Polk

Watercolor: The Bloom

Using the large sheep hair calligraphic brush, loading it to the brink with water. Pooling it onto the paper, so the water-mounds stand as high as they can before dispersing. Sometimes gently pouring the water/pigment mixture, then moving it around with the brush.

It takes a delicate, caressing touch. The pigment is sucked into the vacuum like cum to the ovary. An unstoppable event. Blooms are the lips of her organ. The best ones come from patient petting and gradual build-up to climax. And, once started, it cannot be stopped or reversed. Catastrophic. Glorious.