Bats and Lack of Photogenicity

It has been a constant source of frustration over the years that my oils flatly refuse to be photogenic. They do well on exhibitions. They suffer miserably in front of a camera. The lens dives for any little irregularity in the grain that having two eyes and a brain would cure. It treats closeups in a most unflattering way. This one at least gives a hint of what's brewing.

I love the idea that the planets are made up of negative space, i.e. mostly clean canvas. (It's not more absurd than cosmic quantum mechanics, black holes and suchlike.) In the corner you see a tulip; they'll bloom for you next week.