Current modern love songs bounce around in my head. They remind me that an artist's work is to express those feelings we can relate to, to speak for our feelings when we haven't the voice. And though my singing days are long past I try to speak/sing in paint. And to that end I work in the studio in these fine weather days of summer completing images that are mysteries or confusions that please me.
"Without a country", 30"x40" acrylic, oil, ink and graphite on canvas, 6/2013
Made from the souce of a scribble drawing.
"Hiding in a garden", 24"x50" acrylic, ink, gold leaf and oil on canvas, 6/2013
Originally made as just a drawing over an acrylic ground sketched out in ink, the connotation seemed too "desparate" and not what I had intended. It wandered around the walls of the house for weeks until I happend on adding random marks in gold leaf to take away some of the angst. By accident I added the tree trunks from a photo of some cherry trees. Now the desparateness is pushed back into more of an idea of "hiding" rather than one of sorrow. At least in my mind! It also "grounds" the painting.