I'm beginning to think that yellow on canvas operates in a similar way the to the white of paper. The white of paper can exist without question and serve as a flat, infinite, and psychological/spiritual space. A fellow artist once said ,during a critique, "A secret can control or shape your entire life." What's your secret? What boxes you in from truly living?  These boxes keep us from influencing the lives of others and being influenced as we live this life. 

Intimacy or superficiality? That's our decision. That's our opportunity. It's a relational lifestyle. If we walk around in a "box" we prevent anyone from truly knowing us and we may never get to truly know anyone else.