From the Fort Mason exhibit: this *still-life* was done last semester as I began experimenting with very loose, somewhat abstract compositions and color schemes. If I remember correctly, my instructor made one of his oft-repeated comments about space aliens perhaps having visited me in the night as he looked at it.
The Sad, Abstract Expressionist Clown Reaches Out to Grasp a Flower Oil on Canvas, 20" x 24" 2007
Revving up this blog again. I am getting some very strong, clear messages these days that my RightLivelihoodlies in the direction of making and selling my artwork. Accepting commissions. Working in a wide range of styles and sizes. Working through fear. Expressing gratitude for all the creative opportunities that are manifesting in my life.
It's not *perfect*, in fact, there are things about it I really dislike... I've titled it "Definitely an Experiment"-- doing a larger scale drawing, combining acrylic, ink, pencil, and a bit of collage (that's a shape cut out of a frozen pizza package on the left eye, lol).
When not watching Reality TV, this Sensitive Gay Man enjoys scribbling, shmushing paint on canvas, sunset walks along the beach, reading 19th-century European literature and imbibing coffee beverages...
Opera Queen-dom encouraged.
Glitter mandatory.