Hats off to you. In an autonomous topsy-turvy moment, the Mime gestures to the brush, for painting is all about the stroke, they say. The head commands the hand, drawing is all about watching the hands work. A silent expression transmits, listen to the walls of silence from the heart through the mimicking motion of the Mime. His painterly intent is even painted on his own body- a fictitious canvas of Nobody- The perception deception is palpable- feel it it twirl around you - a magic beyond time and space. The disembodied and numinous all-knowing hand of art concurs. Made by David Nobody, the artful dodger.
