I think this may qualify for the weirdest thing I have ever painted! A lot of what you see here is the result of a really odd dream. As I was painting and pondering the dream, (I'll skip over the potentially embarrassing Freudian interpretations:) I decided to sketch this little beastie as "the heart." It's like a squishy little dictator...or a delicate monarch who unquestionably wins the fight vs common sense. How can our strongest part also be our weakest?