Finally done with this one. It was one of those paintings that I thought would end up lacking something, but after finishing it I found it quite satisfying. It's one of those efforts that you can't truly judge until you consider it done. I was going for a sort of controlled collapsing of the stairs... They became the perfect pretext to talk about paint and edges. The more I paint the more I realize that these two aspects of painting are becoming more and more relevant to me.
The way an area of paint meets another area of paint. Ultimately, I think that's what all my paintings are about. One moment of painting leading me to another moment of painting, until the image reaches a sort of equilibrium. It's about to fall apart, but for some reason remains cohesive.
I guess I'm more concerned about decision making when painting. The way the surface tells the story of how an image was constructed. Good decisions, bad ones, attempts at correcting, strokes that were once totally off but later deemed perfect... I deeply enjoy watching a painting take shape. I even think I actually enjoy more looking at these painted decisions, than actually applying paint to try and describe something.
Anyways, hope you guys like it.
Centipede (The Dickinson Girls)
180 x120 cm
First off, happy new year to everyone! I hope 2012 is full of opportunities that translate into hard work for all of us. I've always said that a painter should be grateful if life has given him or her the chance to paint. Here's to life giving us chances...
This is a painting I just varnished today (matte varnish - wax, turps, damar). I have a couple of paintings that are also almost ready, so I'll keep you guys posted on the progress. Hope you guys like this one.
We too gave Schiele a handjob
(that's the title btw... if anyone was thinking wtf...)
Oh, and it's oil on jute (with a cotton canvas backing), in case you guys are wondering about the heavy weave...