Grounded

This piece found its name with a backward glance into my past. As a teenager, I was always getting into trouble for breaking house rules. Staying out too late, not being where I had said I would be, skipping out on chores, nothing too bad, just not doing what my parents expected of me. I was often grounded, missing out on all the fun my friends were having for a required number of days. The indigo and Payne’s grey settle into the lower left of the panel, grounding the corner. The hatch marks rise, find their way to the light through the smoky, reflective silver/grey and resolve in a beautiful cyan/pthalo blue. The movement is found in its light and blue sky.