you taught your eyes to see off-center,
your fresh angles freeing you to view
space and form with new focus.
Uniting classical with experimental,
your soft images jockeyed and danced
across paper and canvas
in charcoal, oil, and pastel,
growing more vivid and abstract
with each turn until at last
you brushed your friends away
and filled your final days
with dancers and horses
made only of clay.