I painted this piece after hearing about a call for art from a local winery looking for paintings that represent celebration. The call said not to consider any one celebratory event, like Christmas, but that the image should represent a multitude of events. Well, I thought, huh. Tall order. What looks like a celebration that isn’t one? A peacock. The feathers and their natural arrangement kind of look like fireworks going off. That’s my take and I’m sticking to it.
A friend of mine told me that she had to look closely at this to make sure the peacock wasn’t a crow in disguise!
I got to that point today, as it seems I always do in my process, when I thought I could keep repainting forever and this piece would never be any more complete than it is now. I should write a statement about this piece, but I’m lazy. well, okay, while painting this I came to think that the policy adopted in the U.S. regarding immigrants who arrived here illegally don’t have any rights of citizenship….and thus they take those hard labor jobs, like field workers….with no rights, except to work….is this a new form of slavery? That’s what I was thinking when I painted this and then I thought about how I was going to get people to look at that sky, at the rain…because we’re always ignoring the obvious.
I fall in love with paintings I’m working on. I’ve fallen hard for this one, which is a good thing because it will most likely only be done when I’m sick of it. Hasn’t happened yet…but one day it will.
tomorrow I’ll fix it….or maybe I’ll venture out seeking supplies. I’m sure I need some.