Hello, hello. Just a quick-lunch-break-update today (has a nice ring doesn't it?) I feel like I've been running for home plate on this fifty painting milestone for some time now. Every time I paint three more paintings I'm still not quite there yet. If this was a silly, slapstick comedy... every time the camera would pan back to me I'd be further and further away from my target (or in my lost baseball metaphor--home plate). Like that endless running scene in Monty Python's Holy Grail: Seen HERE. I don't know why, but I just had to throw that in.
I don't have too much to say about this week's paintings. Or I should say, I have too much to say about this week's paintings. So I'm just not going to, because I don't really feel like it. I'm feeling very nonchalant today. That's really what people mean when they say "I don't know" anyway isn't it?
Highly Revered Art Critic & Collector: "Alex, what does this painting mean?"
A large part of this week's paintings were trying to come up with some creatures that were my own design, and not just strictly bears, or dogs, or something. I've been having some fun with it. I like this weird little bee-dude. Again, some of the information was lost in the painting because of the large white areas. I should probably invest in a good camera one of these days.
This was actually a last minute painting. I really wanted to get a third done by today, so I threw this one together. I like the idea, it probably could have been executed better. For some reason I've always liked compositions that show people's lower halves. There's sometimes quite a story from the waist down... that sounds bad, but you know what I mean. I once had a friend who said she used to judge people by the shoes they wore, solely (haha, I'm so funny). At the time I was like "Well that's kind of shallow"... but actually shoes-- or lack thereof--can say a lot about a person.
Anyway, I'm out. Toodeloo.