Precipice went through several stages, beginning as an aerial view of a harbor, becoming a torrent of water, then being over-simplified to a greyish mist before this image emerged. That's the nature of abstract painting, and of life, to evolve over time with many layers contributing to the whole. I named it Precipice because I felt like I was about to lose my footing and fall off a cliff, right up until the moment I placed that sharp horizontal line that gave me something to hold onto. I feel like this painting is a metaphor for life, where at some stage we all find ourselves on the edge of a precipice, wondering if we will fall or be safe. I hope this painting gives you the same sense of safety and reassurance it gives me.