I couldn't help but cheer (and ultimately paint what you see here) when I heard the story of Inky, the male octopus who escaped from the National Aquarium of New Zealand through a drain hole into the ocean. The single regret I have about his journey to freedom is that he will never be available for comment. Just imagine what he must have thought, the cautionary stories he told others, and the sensations he must have had upon returning to his natural habitat.
This painting is a celebration of that freedom, borne out of ingenuity, against the odds. The kind of freedom of spirit that I hope each of us can find in our lives, especially when we find ourselves underestimated. "Never give up," I imagine him saying in a watery voice, to the trapped parts in each of us.
May this painting be an inspiration and celebration of Inky and his great escape. I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed painting it.