There is nothing like returning to a place that remains unchanged to find the ways in which you yourself have altered. ~Nelson Mandela
It seems the smaller I work, the more detailed I become…even if it is just a study. It was refreshing the other night to work on a larger canvas and loosen up without the need for pesky details. This small study helped me develop my palette and wanted to try painting a space suit before ruining a larger canvas. I chose this as my second painting in the childhood memory series because it is reminds me of a recurring dream I used to have all the time (for the better part of 30 years) where I am crouching behind a vintage car at night…knowing there was something menacing awaiting me, but not seeing it…or recognizing it.
In all honesty, this painting tackles the time in my life when my mother sat my brother and I down at ages 13 and 10 to tell us that our father was moving back to our area and wanted to be a part of our life. At this point, I had met my father once when I 3-4 years old. I didn't know how to react to the news and sunk a little bit into myself amidst the unknown future ahead of us. This painting is indeed a self portrait and a childhood memory that does endure.
Acrylic and ink
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There is nothing like returning to a place that remains unchanged to find the ways in which you yourself have altered. ~Nelson Mandela
It seems the smaller I work, the more detailed I become…even if it is just a study. It was refreshing the other night to work on a larger canvas and loosen up without the need for pesky details. This small study helped me develop my palette and wanted to try painting a space suit before ruining a larger canvas. I chose this as my second painting in the childhood memory series because it is reminds me of a recurring dream I used to have all the time (for the better part of 30 years) where I am crouching behind a vintage car at night…knowing there was something menacing awaiting me, but not seeing it…or recognizing it.
In all honesty, this painting tackles the time in my life when my mother sat my brother and I down at ages 13 and 10 to tell us that our father was moving back to our area and wanted to be a part of our life. At this point, I had met my father once when I 3-4 years old. I didn't know how to react to the news and sunk a little bit into myself amidst the unknown future ahead of us. This painting is indeed a self portrait and a childhood memory that does endure.
Acrylic and ink
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