Because I teach September is always a momentous time. Somethings beginning, Summer ending,
Just came from the faculty show at STFX. The usual gathering of faculty, friends, and family.
The piece shown above is from the show. There is always one not quite finished piece put in a show, in my case anyway. The temptation to show it is one way perhaps of finally resolving it.
I am not quite happy with the tree area. It all seems a bit confused, especially when I am going for the simple smack of colour and form to the eye, A happy slap of movement and swish of form. I love my morning glories and sweet peas, they make me take a big intake of breath whenever I see them. But my paintings always seem to morph and become about so many things, even when outwardly they may seem to be pure design. First time we have had free booze at a gallery opening in years. Excellent idea.