I started this painting when I was in Tom Buechner's workshop last August. During end-of-the-week critique, I announced that it was going in the trash.
Here's how it looked then:
I think he does this so that his students spend less time painting "it" and more time on painting the environmental space.
I had never done this before ---- and I had some fear in doing so --- becoming a Buechner copy cat ---but I was in his workshop --- so what the hay? I was there to learn and try something new.
So, I created my story: The bird basket is sitting in wait for the hard rubber mouse with innocent cute pink ears, who is obliviously doing its thing on the the edge of the shelf, in imaginary motion. Like a hawk you might see along the side of the highway. I named it Imaginary Prey.