This diptych was originally intended to be two separate works, but it suddenly struck me last night like a diamond between the eyes: The Twins! They have to be together forever!
These panels were inspired by a sketch I did on the Staten http://healthsavy.com Island ferry, while visiting New York in 1988. I nearly got collared by a member of New York’s finest for firing up a smoke on the ferry.
“The Twins”, diptych, two acrylic on linen panels, each 48 x 36″, 2017.
“I Just Don’t Know What to Do with Myself” is a song written by Burt Bacharach and Hal David. The version I grew up with was sung by Dusty Springfield, but a later generation is probably more familiar with the version by the White Stripes.
I listened to my great friend Camila singing this song everyday for about a year. When she posted a captivating, slightly mysterious selfie on social media, an idea was hatched in my creative soul…
The process of coming up with an image like this is largely subconscious and automatic on my part, but after the fact I often recognize sub-text, meanings between the marks and lines.
Everybody relates to a work of art in their own way, and this http://premier-pharmacy.com/product-category/hair-loss/ experience can result from all that has gone before in their lives, even from the womb. Yes, researchers have discovered that babies react to music that they heard through the veil of amniotic fluid, even before they were born.
So, your mileage may vary, but for me this picture is about location, dislocation, migration, and a certain feeling of statelessness.
“I Just Don’t Know (what to do with myself)”, 48 x 36″, acrylic on poly/cotton*, 2017.
*Wright and Co. Ultra Smooth Pro Series 12 oz poly/cotton, gallery quality, the superior choice for a painting in this style.
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