Painting as I see it.
I was thinking of this as a disruption from sexual assault. Then came two hurricanes. My hematologist is an oncologist also, and I see many people there with cancer. Disruptions happen. Some can be protested, most have to be lived through. This is a sketch on paper. I’m not much of a draftsman, more of an interest in color.
I do not normally work small but I continue to support the Haywood County Arts Council (HCAC) by participating in this show that runs Nov. and Dec. The recent large works that I have done about damage to our environment have moved down to these 8″x10″ canvases.
Excuse the hell out of us for being women and having breasts.
So many distractions, but there are still over 1000 immigrant children separated from their parents. The consequences will be awful.
I started this thinking that there is a lack on my right side. Shrivelled was a good word to start it, but now it’s about the holes, many surgical but emotional as well. Not to dwell on their loss, but to acknowledge it and move on. These are reasons that I am not as I used to be.
This idea started as a protest of separating children from their families, as a law enforcement tool. But there is a giant Balsam fir in the middle, the kind that are dying out in WNC. So your guess is as good as mine. It is a painting not a representation.
This began as horizontal. The idea was environmental decay or harm. It is done on Lenox paper, which I gesso. I don’t know if the gesso or the paper or the tape has changed, but now the paper warps. I still find it a good starting place for some ideas.
About four months ago I got my hip replaced. I’d had to wait two years, for other health problems. I’m doing better, but three hours in my studio is my limit, now. But oh, how much more energy when I’m not in constant intense pain!
Storm’s Coming, has more paint. Does it seem ominous and threatening? If you’ve been hit by a fast moving storm, you know that it’s powerful.