The stamped background from another "no time for art" evening beckened for another layer. I'd just read the appalling background info on the tedious and (probably) unjust procedures for asylum seekers when I scooted to my art room. Instead of hopeful faces of the immigrants seeking asylum with whom I am a volunteer chaplain, I was struck by (literally) bars (to freedom).
My quickie evening art session included laying down a tinted layer of gesso and running a Catalyst texture tool through the wet gesso/paint to express the prison feeling of these immigrant women seeking asylum.