These two paintings joined the other painting most recently shown in its forever home. I’ve thought for some time that people who like one body of my work (oils, acrylics, traditional painting) are a different set from those who like my mixed media contemporary work. However, this is not always the case, there are a few who like both.
This month is shaping up to be really interesting – as you can read in my Newsletter.
One of the things that I didn’t mention is that I’m also involved in curating another solo show at the Vanguard Gallery, this time for long-time associate Nick Foschi. I’ll get to hang two shows in two days. About 50 linear feet for Nick and about 7 for me! Just hoping that my flu symptoms wane enough to give a demo/talk on Wednesday evening in Redondo Beach.
Another couple little ones…. On the first one I named it Flowing because I love how the top of the cloud at the bottom flows between the three pieces.
The second one does have a more ominous feel, even though it is more colorful.
(Oh, I wish I could put this text at the side of the image like I did above. It’s been 10 minutes of struggling, I give up.)
It’s been such a dry year for sales, I’ve not needed to create too much. Nevertheless sometimes I just can’t hold back. Thought I’d do a batch of small impulse-purchase sized works at $25 a pop. Indeed there were a couple of impulses succumbed to in the last couple shows. Here are a few of the ones that haven’t quite impulsed people yet.
I’m having as much fun with the titles as the collages.
This is the last of the current batch of cloud-shaped paintings Theoretically the shape is great for a kids room, but not necessarily the poem written in it, if you want your child to ever sleep:
Stars between clouds
a night to stay up and watch
until the sun rises.
My other half is, like me, clumsy. We buy glasses etc at Goodwill because then we never get upset when, inevitably, they are broken. I like it that we are both clumsy because neither can give the other a hard time about it. The other day I saw that one of his newer polo shirts had been used during a bleaching phase in the laundry and had two huge and several smaller bleached areas. OK, so I should’ve taken a before pic but you can figure out which were the accidental areas as he leaned against the washer then took off the shirt and let the front accident soak through to the back. I figured at this point there was nothing to lose from making a piece of art from it.
Thought I was going to sell this one over the weekend at Flagstaff, but it didn’t happen. Anyway, happy 4th of July everyone, even if you’re not somewhere that’s celebrating Independence Day. When I started creating this painting it wasn’t especially intended to be a 4th-of-July painting, but after I got the stars down, it spoke to me that this is what it wanted to be. And like the fact that the shape resembles the triangularly folded flag. The poem on it is:
The fourth of July
stars bursting against the night
and raining color.