Yellow comes straight from a dream. It was one of those borderline nightmares with fascinating visuals. It was all about being lost at sea, a yellow-yellow sea, the heave of waves and the giant sky coupled with the emotional quality of being unfound, but looking. Thus: the prow of the boat emerging from the far swell. I chose to do this in watercolor—the slur of translucent washes felt right for the ocean’s continual movement. It was a scary dream, but a beautiful one—thus the off-center composition and the presentation of a narrative image seen, but not resolved.