The Dancer

I play the piano for my daughter as she creates ballet dances that she wants to improvise. She dances and I play. We both create as we go along, me with my hands, and her with her feet and body. She dances as if she's dancing for delight across the heavens, and neither time nor any person can stop her, in fact, in these moments of creation, time is irrelevant and ceases to intrude, and it's just the creator, her, and I, and the music and the movement. That is the dancer.

Acrylic on Canvas
45cms x 45cms x 3.8cms
Ready to hang
Original art by Australian artist Sarah Walker