What the hell is happening here? I demand to know. His underwear is some kind of swatch he's using to determine the color of the moonlit water. Cerulean green? He's high art meets low art. He's nature meets fake nature. He's Jim. And after he's done with this painting, he'll fuck you in the ass.
I want everything to do with him. Because he can paint without a palette. Where is the fucking paint? Or is he a painting?
And why does the knot in the tree look like a scary angry surprised mouth with a nose and two eyes and Spock eyebrows above it? Is he painting the mystical glory hole tree of Albania? Will he let me do his laundry, like as a wife fetish thing?
Why do I have so many questions? High art and low arts makes you ask questions. Just don't expect answers.