Two Figures

This is one of THOSE paintings where I'm not sure exactly what to make of it. It was a play of spontaneity (while listening to Keith Jarrett) and just letting the unconscious (like a pseudo-automatism that that surrealists and abstract expressionists used) dictate the course of the painting. I tried to get out of the way as much as I could but there's little Pete fragments there: the use of contour lines and the character of the lines (bold vs. sensitive). The two figures look disjointed . . . as though unaware of each other's existence.  Like a clash of two forms. A dischord of figures.
OR it's two shy and sensitive beings, one apprehensive and the other bashful. One is silent by choice, the other has no voice. Lush and lucid and looping strokes loaded with colour sing or resonate different notes. Or a heart beat. Nocturnal (by the presense of dark blue) submission? Shyly taken? Afraid, worried about giving oneself away?
Just some rowdy random rambly rants :)

The end of the day

The end of a perfectly wonderful day :)

Late Spring Evening

There was a moment when all time stopped when we were looking in each other's eyes . . . and then "snap" time started again.

My Kitchen

Still life of some pretty vases against my kitchen tiles. I'm using some of the theory that I read: Hans Hofmann's "push and pull". It is essentially the simultaneous flattening and deepening of the picture plan using colour contrast, form and spatial juxtaposition. Hofmann thought that line was a weak way to show form . . . I disagree. Contour lines have in them a tactile quality: touching the subject with your eyes.

Your Pretty Blue Dress

(Warning: sappy love poem below ;)

Her silken dress
smooth and slippery
thin drape on her skin
the skin I'm thirsty for

ancient patterns, foreign
billows and sways in the cyclone
passion hot and wild
strewn on the floor
and our cells cry out with glee

carressing your shape
with my eyes and fingers

electric blue spark
so giddy and excited
all doubts dissolve when our lips meet
and tongues
and hearts
linked by our foreheads

Vulnerable Male v2.0

This is a reworking (ie. painted over cuz a had this itch) of the "Vulnerable Male" canvas from March. It has a lighter mood because of the raw colour than the previous version which is reflective of my moods these days ;). I had the compulsion to rework this piece because I saw the study sketch of it in my sketchbook and thought that the sketch was way closer to what I wanted to say than what the canvas turned out as. So here it is in version 2.0! :)

Fashion Illustration 01

An exercise in black and white that turned into a study in greys . . . with some olive green thrown in for good measure.
I combined two poses from a fashion magazine: 1. knee length black leather skirt 2. crazy flowing white dress.
Juxtaposition of two forms to create a third. I'd like to try a few more versions of this I think :)

Cherry Blossom 06

(I really need a good camera :)

Blue flickering flame
Or the cosmos
Or looking into your eyes

Bubbling giddy delights
Like piano keys
Glockenspiel
With the reverberating blue hum

Emanating
Beating
Pulsing
A beacon

Cherry Blossom: Sing to Sleep

(Listen to Brahms' "Ein deutsches Requiem" while viewing)

The intertwined, playful night
Calm and dreamy

The haze blend of twilight
while our eyes adjust to the darkness
Blurring, grainy auras

Sparking night
Falling into dreams
Cooling breeze on your warm skin

Single point of light keeps me here

Lunar flare
or looking up under water

Cherry Blossom: Nocturne