Thursday, June 1, 2017

Noelle Ascending



A dear friend is awakened and rising. On wings!


Noelle Ascending    20" x 16"    oil on canvas    5.27.2017

Wednesday, May 31, 2017

Saturday, April 22, 2017

Worshipping at the wrong altar, Part 2

Is this art?



Team Duff 'gets' Lou Reed, and hence, this song in a way few mortals do, or would care to. Melancholy Dane: to be and not to be, is the question.


Is this art?



Not exactly cutting edge (or current); and? Thanks for inviting us to conceive of our daily grind life as art; I'd live in that world. How do we make living there, which is a full-time job, into our "real" job?

Curious that these two videos' strategies for dealing with identity seem polar opposites, yet equally disaffected; I think Lou Reed wins in the end...wins what?


Is this art?


Yet another way of dealing with identity; denigration of someone else's. Precisely, Hafez Al-Assad's, Bashar's father and the former despot of Syria.
This would go over well in a Chelsea gallery, context optional.

A learned artist friend once told me, 'If you want to learn about art, don't go to the museums or the galleries: go to the street'.

Sunday, April 16, 2017

Dying Comedian



This fellow is being helped over the threshold by two comedians from eras past (note the Meiji-era Japanese costume of the one, and the Commedia dell'arte costume of the other) who long ago translated into pure Clear Light. They remain in the Bardo to serve others, guiding them toward comic consciousness.

I think comedians on our Earth plane are true guides to liberation (as long as they're not angry comedians) because they can reveal the truth of ourselves, to ourselves; see Heyoka.

This painting started life as a letter to a friend; then a gesture drawing (with no model) suggested the right arm, reaching; then they showed up. Still a work in progress, a little fiddling to do, which I hate. But I'm feeling better about that suit, as it better suits a man undergoing Bardo transit spaces; none too shabby.

Dying Comedian   16" x 20"   pencil, pastel, acrylic and oil on canvas   10.2016

Friday, March 17, 2017

Collection

All my latest paintings gathered in one place; in chronological order, with the latest posting at the the top.
Noelle Ascending    16" x 20"    oil on canvas    5.2017

Hathor    30" x 24"    oil on canvas    5.29.2017




Dying Comedian    16" x 20"    pencil, pastel, acrylic and oil on canvas    10.2016



Vibration (Earth Healing 3)    30" x 24"  oil on canvas  2017



Earth Healing 2    30" x 24"  oil on canvas  2017


Lake    20" x 16"  oil on canvas  2017


Earth Healing 1    30" x 24" oil on canvas 2016


Big    30" x 24"  oil on canvas  2016


Prostitute    20" x 16" oil on canvas  2016

Saturday, February 11, 2017

Vibration



On this night of the Snow moon, the Eclipsed moon, the Full moon, the comet, I offer you this. This is part of the Earth Healing series, but I decided to stop right here.


Vibration (Earth Healing 3)    30" x 24"    oil on canvas    2.5.2017

Monday, February 6, 2017

Earth Healing 2



A continuation of the Earth Healing series. I call this "Midnight Messenger" in my heart; it's a silent message. I will exhibit this soon in a free-for-all exhibition by NoBo Art District. If I look too closely I will work on this forever so I am ignoring it. Nos. 3 and 4 are in progress, and No. 2 is getting a makeover, more on that soon.A continuation of the Earth Healing series. I call this "Midnight Messenger" in my heart; it's a silent message.  Nos. 3 and 4 are in progress, and No. 1 is getting a makeover, more on that soon.

The Earth Healing series originates in a meditation described by E.J. Gold, wherein one sits and visualizes the globe of Earth in their hands, and sends warming vibrations to it, to "bring it back to life" as it were. In experimenting with this I tried to ask, what kind of vibrations does Earth need, and then send them in; I've tried to render these vibrations in paint, although in this iteration it kind of took on a life of its own.

Earth Healing 2    oil on canvas    30" x 24"    2.1.2017

Tuesday, January 31, 2017

Lake



Unfortunately, you can't see all the flaws in this picture. I made a big point of leaving them in there, so nobody would get the idea that this was a picture of a "lake", no matter how picturesque. It is a picture of myself; as I would like to be, if I could maintain this measure of reserve (no pun intended) all the time; in order to be able to gaze into my inner world without reference to um, reference points, things, situations, people, problems, the ongoing disorganization of my life -to gaze simply at the self, as self, without reference points. That is the aim.

Yes, there were flaws, but I completely bunged them up processing with GIMP (this is my 3rd try, on even more photos) so you'll have to be content with that flaw. Did I mention this picture is for sale?

Lake    oil on canvas    20" x 16"     11/2016

Wednesday, January 18, 2017

Earth Healing 1



This is Earth Healing 1, the first in a series; 2 is almost done. It started when I was reading the news (really awful) and after, thinking "What is an artist supposed to do?" What can we really do to affect things for the better? We tend to just 'paint what's wrong' without ever offering a solution; that's what modern painting is, at least to this viewer.

I remembered a meditation by E.J. Gold, titled 'warming the world', and made my own experiment with it. I envision the globe in my hands, with all its turmoil and pain, and ask myself what it needs. I send the required calming and peaceful, both warming and cooling vibrations to it, feeling a change, a re-tuning to its proper tone, vibration if you will. Then I try to render this in paint.

I think I'm gonna have to try to do something like this forever in the future. I can't just go on doing something 'interesting', it's not enough.

Earth Healing 1    oil on canvas    30" x 24"

Tuesday, January 17, 2017

Big



The title is ironic: we all think we're 'big' in our own world, 'til one day we see that in the wider world, we're not. And when 'big' as in grown-up, our little one is waiting inside, much to our consternation breaking the surface at some inopportune moment, like when feeling very much alone... Have I told you too much? 😳 I wanted you to dream your own narrative, but I'm insecure.

This started life as an abstract drawing, lines reaching up toward some source, down to the ground, but that contrapasto came out perfectly, if wrong. I think (I wonder) if the original abstract feeling I had is reflected in this painting but I can't quite remember. All I know is I've seen this guy before, I know this guy, probably been him in some other circumstance.

I call this my '70s painting', everybody did one like this sometime; so, here's mine.

Sorry 'bout the photograph, took many, GIMPed for hours, but perhaps with no dedicated lighting (working on that) it's the best I can do. I think some of the feeling shows through.

I can't decide if this is finished or not, the convenient appelation 'work-in-progress' dangles before me like the proverbial carrot before the sloth. Having 'finished off' rather than finished a number of works, this Turpentineator prefers to wait beyond a certain point. Still, a slightly earlier version was likely more vulnerable but the question is, is vulnerability ultimately the point? There I've told you too much again. But I'm having that conversation so get your coffee...

Big,  2017,  oil on canvas,  30" x 24"

Friday, January 13, 2017

Prostitute



This started life as a loosely drawn self-portrait (like about 15 seconds) and quickly turned into something else. I was originally going to call this 'Goddess' but the midtone background and the distilled emotion changed as well. I think I share a lot of qualites with her; I'm bitter, vengeful, cold, remote, but fair (with my customers? I don't have any customers -would you like to buy this? 😸).

Finally this is about women's status in the world; their socioeconomic status in many places depends on their desirability and nothing else. Denied education or opportunity there's no alternative but marriage, forced or otherwise; or this. Knowing the news, I see there's a lot on their plate, even in the more 'civilized' countries. I could go on about this but you know the stories. Finally really, I must say she's the survivor, since time immemorial, and no one's going to bring her down.


Prostitute, 20" x 16", oil on canvas.


I'll bet you want some music to keep you company...honey

Friday, January 6, 2017

Kerry James Marshall AT THE MET

Thank god it happened in his lifetime: a retrospective for one of our greatest living North American artists, gladly letting us inside his experience. Up through January 29, if you're in New York, see it. Just one image for you, click through to Exhibition Objects.

Voyager, 1992

Enjoy.