This painting was about 6'x4' and a thin green line was later added between each of the reds and blues. The owner says it had to be stored and then moved and in the process it is now lost of gone---somewhere on Cape Cod. A nice end, though, perhaps it floated off into the sea, sort of like Virginia Woolf loading her pockets for suicide in the brook near her house. It might also have been thrown into a dumpster somewhere too. Each day millions of remaindered books are shredded, so I could dedicate this lost "book" painting to those millions of unread books and other unseen paintings.