Today I finished a painting that for the most part of the making process I thought I had ruined. I started putting the finishing spots on it and with every spot, I grew to resent myself further, but I figured that I may as well finish it since I had started, and I’m very glad I did. This is the first painting I have produced in a while that actually feels like me. And not like “me” in the sense that I have known ‘me’ to be in the past, but in a renewed sense of me moving forwards.
I will take better photos when the work is actually dry, but for now, I can’t move it off of the wall it’s on. This is a live from studio photo, and nicer ones will be taken I promise… I just need to get my hands on a space heater first…. (the gross fluorescent studio lighting and my botchy phone camera also do no justices to the work, the colours are more vibrant)
What I think makes it feel ‘me’ is the combination of gesture, strong colour contrasts, it feels graphic, and the fact that it feels fun. Fun and play is something that I’ve learned is important to me. It still feels overwhelming by means of a lot going on – to me, it is overwhelming in the same way that a carnival is. Certifiably Too Much Going On™ and that’s exactly what I wanted 🙂
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