This painting is a reflection of events and feelings that took place in the past month or so. Ordinarily, I wouldn't spend this much time on a piece; it feels like sometimes the balance of an image is thrown off if it's painted during a vacillation of moods. I also make it a rule not to paint when I'm feeling cynical, to the say the very least.... but I made an exception in this case.
"I don't necessarily know where to begin in describing" -- this is the most appropriate and honest definition I can give. It's no secret that I (as well as a good majority of other artists) use art to cope with overwhelmingly inspired feelings brought about throughout the day. In this particular painting, I reflected a lot on the notion of life's impending moments and circumstances, but not so much in my usual way ([link]
, for example). Instead of tilling about a dizzy display of similar shapes and strategically illustrating my emotions, I painted this in a much more organic manner.
I began with the intent to experiment. I taped off a few miscellaneous segments and began to paint -- I think I painted over all the original images after, though. This was a floral piece prior to the addition of the faces, which came into fruition with my desire to paint something more familiar. Egalitarian, socialism, solace, impracticality, facades, responsibility ... all themes during the end of March.
I photographed some of of the progression as I went;
There's some of my original symbolism kind of weaved throughout this image -- I didn't deviate all that far outside of my comfort zone. However, new to the scene appears this imperious and (quite literally) overbearing "Mars" drifting above the mountains, representing a deceptively stable and obtrusive presence. It's not representative of person so much as it is a theme and consitency to life. Note that the mountains themselves are not fully tangible; whether they are fading in or out of existence (...or fading at all...) is not necessarily something I know enough to judge.
Below the horizon on the right side, I spent a few brief moments indulging in the idea of contented solitude. At the same time, I kept a nearby segment a fiery sort of red color -- something of an entrance (or exit) mirage. It's vaguely intended to evoke apathy or the abstract reality of denial, two ideas/emotions I struggle to keep in check sometimes. I often feel this strange array of qualms whenever I extract this much thought and meaning from the most subconscious of my visual manifestations. This because much of what I do is unintentional -- I claim meaning in things ex post facto
... after the image is complete.
Any usage of blunt lines or strokes in the painting are basically my linkage to reality and stability.
At the right, I was probably feeling the most emotional. I went back in recently and fixed up the sloppiness of the pillars(?) that hold up the ledge pears (subject matter in: [link]
). I have no solid analysis with regard to why I use so much fruit in my artwork~ And if I did, I likely wouldn't share (honest)!
............to me, this image is either depicting the ultimate diffusion of something or a gradual repair and coming together. I wanted to capture a single point found in every internal and external conflict; the equilibrium of problem and solution. That is, the moment in which both are so equally out of and
18"x24" acrylics on canvas. Do let me know your interpretations~
There's so much more detail I could go into in describing this, but I'll spare you the unnecessary, human pretentiousness of it all.