A Lover's Quarrel

Painting, to me, is like a lover's quarrel.

I love you!

              I HATE YOU!


                        I want to start over with somebody new...

No, no, no! Please dom't throw me away like garbage. 


                     It's just not working between us. You're not doing what I need you to.

I can try harder! (pause) You used to think I was beautiful...


                    You're HIDIOUS! I can't stand the way you just sit there and taunght me. 

Please... 

                    (long pause) Okay, I guess I can give you another chance. 


An hour later...


                     I love you! You're beautiful. 

You're love makes me beautiful.