Layla seemed like the logical next step to take after Ruyoo No. 2. In trying to draw you in closer to the subject, I further blur the lines between fictive body paint and the painting itself. The analogous color study begins in the middle of the face with warm yellows and radiates outward into violets and blues. The contradiction between the illusion of physical representation and the electric mystical seems to be leading to yet another step towards the unknown. I wait for it, like the model seems to be waiting for something, and yet I can surmise that the answers are already before me by the apparent vacuum of significance.