Like Weeping Willows, this picture suggested itself entirely by chance, stumbling on a particular technique. I was using a palette knife to scrape down my palette and smearing it clean on the old Thompson Local. The pale pink, white and ultramarine reminded me of well lit tulle and I couldn’t help thinking ballerinas on a stage. I worked up the rest of a canvas from my imagination; backstage is an area I don’t need much reference for. And of course, backstage is always very dark during a show, all the better to highlight brilliantly spot-lit dancers on stage, which makes for wonderfully dramatic contrasts in a painting. The player-painter painting plays.