“Traveling somewhere, could be anywhere
There’s a coldness in the air but I don’t care
We drift deeper into the sound life goes on
We drift deeper into the sound feeling strong”

~Motorcycle – As The Rush Comes Lyrics

As I was working on this piece “As The Rush Comes” came on, its words and music echoed the sense this painting evokes. A driving need to venture deeper. Not knowing if you’ve drifted to deep to turn back. Not knowing if you want to.