The title may be a bit much, but I couldn’t think of another word. I hope this painting expresses my confusion and frustration.
Flag
I realized that I am painting from words now. I used to use photos.
Bad advice
Well wishers have lots of advice about my chronic illness. “If You Just…” Duh! Don’t you think I’ve tried all of those things? Chronic may mean that it never goes away. So I deal with my fears and frustrations in this painting.
Painting with gravity
I do not think about it, but since I paint on an easel, my work is affected by gravity, drips and washes that roll downhill. It’s a painting with a force not usually paid attention to. Even after the whiplash nonsense going on in the world, the gravity will still be tugging along.
Gravity
There are so many forces working on or against us. I started this painting on the ground, to defy the force of gravity. But my knees didn’t like the bending and leaning. So it’s back on the easel. This is an early stage.
Not The GOP of my Father
Buzzards.
Electronic Trees
Acrylic on translucent Yupo. Looks good attached to a window.
Re-emergence
My life feels like a broke ass ladder, emerging from the goo, one more time. Surely beats being stuck in the goo.
Re-emergence continues
Trying to capture or glimpse a bit of my life, which took an unpleasant turn this week. I removed the block at the top of the ladder, and added more bent rungs. The fog is still too blue, I think. I have found Zinc White is more subtle than Titanium. But do I need subtle, or bold?
Re-emergence
I’ve been working on this large canvas for awhile. 46”x54”. I’ve been thru a lot of illness and pain for the last 6 years, and now I am better. I could tell you many things that are in here, but if explanation is necessary, I have not made a painting, yet.