One Photograph Suggests Big Possibilities

The reflection of our hotel, on the adjacent building  as seen through the window while at breakfast, fascinated me. There was a painting there.  This one photograph  held artistic potential that appealed to me as I transferred all the photos I took while away to computer. It was the first photograph I zeroed in on and played around with this morning.

There's a big painting in that photograph that one of the paintings I saw at the GRAM, (Grand Rapids Art Museum) may have touched off--OR my love for the grid system and repetition may have touched off--or all of the above? Artists converse with one another through their art. It's how we improve. It's how we move forward. I'm sorry; I didn't take notes. I have no idea who did this painting. I only know it spoke to me on my way to see Rauschenberg. The who wasn't important. The what was. I never remember names. I remember images.

Life is mostly repetitious--same old, same old, day after day. I noticed that years ago when I did My Left Hand: Same form repeated over and over again--then something different--different papers, different outcome--different colors, none exactly the same. The gift of day after day gifts us with the new and improved.  Repetition is not monotonous. It's a pathway to a new reality.
As much as I love repetition, I also love dimension. the reflection of one building/one form  on another/another form reflected depths inter-playing with one another.  This  doctored reference photo would be  real interesting in paint. Not precisely drafted, but dirty.  And definitely NOT on a small canvas!