Sometimes the art process takes me nowhere near my own personal look on art.
This particular image started out with me painting a red circle, and continued without my own will. This is how it goes: There is a direct instruction in my head to paint a certain color in a certain shape in a certain place. After I do that, I get the second instruction that may appear very clearly or sometimes rather blurry.
Step by step I follow out this out of nowhere input, and I don’t judge whatever it may be doing. It is as though of I am not creating the image myself, but recreating an already existing image.
When I finish, I am unsure whether I actually like what comes out, since I never included my own taste and interest in it anyway. But I still pay it much respect since it comes from the other side with a reason.