It’s a dark, moody painting. You can’t see the layers of color and hints of celtic designs unless you looked at just right. I liked that about it, a touch of black magic… probably why I titled it Sorcery years ago.
What it was missing was a bit of the brassy, gold paint. It let in light without brightening it too much. It needs to be in the dark. You know how sometimes something is weighing on your mind and you feel like you are in the dark. It’s scary and heavy but you keep looking because you want to see.
Maybe, sometimes what you need to understand is there only in the dark.