'The Conversation' is a mixed media extravaganza. With each medium, a new layer is used in the message thats being communicated. But what is the story being told? It's different for each person, to be sure.
Mediums used~(acrylic, oil, oil pastel, charcoal, 18k gold leaf & ebony pencil on 20oz, cotton duck canvas)
Where do our thoughts travel? Do we free associate our thoughts and knowledge or possibly is there a design more fractal with bits of chaos throw in for good measure.
Like the night sky, looking out on the universe and all of creation with complete awe and wonderment. We connect the stars or dots and ask, why am I here? What is this all about?
The basics, yellow, blue and red, patterns within patterns are echoed.
How we see things, what we value, the enviornment we're raised in and their influences on our mind, body and soul, define our perceptions and perhaps our 'minds eye'.
This subject and composition, are a dreamlike mixture of expressed human physical gesture, juxtaposed against a nightsky petroglyphs symbiotically, thus emerging from stardust.
A Timeless Beauty~tats, piercings and guages, it's a communal, yeah tribal thing. Just puttting yourself out there, complete, with raw, spontaneous and natural honesty. Now thats sexy!
Like the thin layers when peeling an onion, so are the layers of this mixed media abstract piece. While the mediums layered are acrylic, oil, oil pastel, charcoal, ebony pencil, 18K gold pen & leaf, so are the levels of meaning so layered. Seek to unravel the mystery within and find what you are seeking.
These pieces generally take months to build to completion. Their fnished state and appeal hinges entirely on my final emotional state or mood. I begin with one medium, and emotion and each time I come to the canvas, a new medium, emotion and layer are added to the complexity of life that I’m trying to convey on canvas. Toward the completion of this particuliar piece my overall emotional state, did a 180 and so there you have it. But what do you see, is the real question.
All things that exist in the shadow, exist in the light, or do they. Shed a bit of light on the subject and see if they don’t disappear or indeed, what remains.