infiltration


painting template
Larkey worked for Greenpeace in Hollywood selling memberships. The people would stop and talk to her beladen with their shopping bags, inquisitive noses perked in the glint-sharp light of parking lots. They would giggle and pull out their wallets when she would impetuously proclaim
" I love forests, look, (head-tilt) I'm part pixie myself...so save my home!", total ploy, as if this made perfect sense, which they seemed to conclude that it did. And, not so suprisingly, she had been raised in the woods, all half wild Sally Mann little girl naked, crusty kid hippie transient siblings, and at 4'10, with red hair and colorless eyes it's not such a stretch that the price would be a changling attitude. Hence, the sales success story. This all resulted in the perfect los angeles enviromental sales pitch.
Just recently, moved my things and self across the country in a rented mini-van. My friend Michy rode with and helped out. We stopped at this rest area somewhere in the flat land, after nothing but sky for some days. When walked out of the can, M. was feeding a little squirrel with some machine snacks. There was humming cicadas and large trees. The humid air carried sound and motion further and at a slower pace. I froze next to the boy and the creature, seeing it's two-tone fur; then another and another belly showed up. Simple little rest-stop squirrels and crows. So we fed them. Easily they loved us. When I glanced up there was a circle of admiring eyes watching; as if we had created some tableau of a Harry Potter movie just to amuse the bland hwy-goers monotony, as if we were somehow enchanting them and the air and the squirrels. Oh, just being an asshole. Sometimes, I just don't like being looked at. Actually, it Was a magic moment; communing with the Arkansas tameables off I-40 in the speckled shade.

Anyways, decided to do a picture of myself as a pixie half-breed.
So, just started a rather large painting from this photo, it's got the perfect awkward/concentration pose to still the tumble of forest mumblejumble.

Infiltration
7x9 ft.
oil on canvas october -december 2009

quite time


just finished a painting started last Oct. It's much more abstract than my recent quicker paintings. a flight painting, a "distraction painting"; one that I don't bother believing will ever come to completion. It's the spot for my parkinson hand to do it's funny little dance unrestrained by the confines of an original image.
well, it finally did complete itself, so I'm now trying to decide what my next image will be. combing through my photos, looking for the perfect combination of light and shade; that delicious Carravagian push and pull.

dapplelite



on elk viewing day

weary dirty sated


working steadily on this one, can't decide whether it needs a pair or not.
i'm not so fond of the colors. i miss green.
tired, and now much happier after a shower!