Dead Nobody.......Drop Down..........Lost Song Eleven.......
No No Boy....... Underneath seven..... series............. 2014
These paintings are part of a series. There is something broken down in these pictures. This whole theme of dissolution almost painted itself. Some of the writing is back to front. I’m really embracing my dyslexia. Its like a magic ritual. The words and numbers just come and its like a tapestry. The paintings are peaceful and strong but at the same time having trauma coming through them. I’m like a mother who loves her ugly children. The mood and the titles of the pictures are referring to my illness chronic fatigue and not fitting in to society and the beauty of being slow and on the fringes ...owning oneself in all ones aspects.
There is a stained glass window effect like a diffused light. Its not in your face but the feel of the paintings is steady. The diffused light is spirituality, its more of an odd experience but profound at the same time. The profound and ugly and mundane are all there.
Acrylic and Household paint, Ink, Marker and Pastel 30 x 22 inches