Monday, July 27, 2009
Friday, July 24, 2009
Often, I check to see if a work holds up from a distance, and, I have to say that this one doesn't do that. I think that you have to really get up to it to see what is happening in there, which is fine on a case by case basis. This painting is fairly large for me at 36" square so there is plenty of territory to check out, and, a lot of form interaction by virtue of the close proximity of elements.
Here is the fraternal twin to the above painting, also rather large at 40" x 30". It was completed in the same breath with its twin, and was just as much fun. This painting does hold up well from a distance. I just couldn't wait to do a painting with a color palette of red, yellow, white, and black.
Both paintings bring me back in a way, to earlier times. The first to a distinct memory of my early teens, and the second to a feeling, an emotion from my earliest years. In part, I think that is what the creative endeavors are about, a sort of mirror to your essence. The question is, can you really see?
Thursday, July 23, 2009
Can you see the porcupine posed face in to the underside of the rock? Who says animals can't speak? I hear him saying "I will be here minding my own business, I recommend that you do the same."
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
It is very satisfying to have them form into finished works nearly at the same time. I am not sure how I will see them in the morning, but it feels good for right now.
I love watching paint dry!
Thursday, July 16, 2009
Thursday, July 9, 2009
I thought to myself, doesn't she know that water is colorless, that water takes on the color of reflected light in the surroundings, that water could be any color at all? There are a lot of reasons why water could indeed be orange. Has she not been to Venice Beach, California at sundown and looked out over the Pacific?
Even if water couldn't be orange, does it matter? In our creation, water could be any color that we choose.
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
By the way, his dad got wise to him, closed down the chemistry lab and bought him a telescope.
I owe so much to this man, Harold Zabitz, artist, teacher, man of his times. When I was in his class, I felt that I was exactly where I was meant to be.
He interacted with the likes of Jackson Pollack. He is as engaged an artist now as he ever was. He continues to inspire.
Live, thrive and survive to find out.