I felt the need to re-establish my relationship with color... once again... not sure how many times I've questioned my use of it. What I end up doing, and I guess this is, in a way, a natural solution (hopefully not overly predictable) is that I paint monochromatic images. I love form... I've always thought that the one thing that interests me above all in painting is form. The ability to convey solidity, even if it's solidity as part of a dense atmosphere, just fascinates me. And form, fortunately for me, is something that does not depend on color.

So these are a couple of paintings that are just an attempt to understand blues in relation to earthy grays. The first is a portarit of  Freud... I know... painting Freud sounds like a bad idea, almost campy, but I had to do it... a mini homage if you will. Plus I was looking at Giacometti so inevitably he got into my head too...

And the second is a portrait of my mom... I like this one. I actually feel she's in there. Kind of fragile, somewhat broken, but manages to keep it all together... a wonderful woman.


David Bernal said...

Hermoso, como siempre :)

Victor Mosquera said...


idezine123 said...

Really enjoying your new direction. It's funny, i feel like after reading several of your posts here that i am experiencing the same thing with my work as well. I just finished a black and white piece for the same reasons.

I wish we were closer in geography so we could chat about art over a couple beers.

Hope you are and your family are well.
Tony Pro

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