[/life] in the matrix: anarchy

The completion of a painting always just jumps up, seemingly as if out of nowhere….(but, of course,  it isn’t) even though

anarchy life in the matrix

[/life] in the Matrix: Anarchy, 2016, oil on canvas, 30 x 30 inches.

 it is right there in front of me, telling me to stop.  Don’t do that!  Still, I’m always surprised when I get there.  Now I miss working on this piece….tedium and all.

prophetic

tedium.

I don’t know what I expected when I set about to paint what should appear to be an infinite number of Barbie dolls…rolling ashore with the tide.  This piece shall remain a work in progress for some time I fear, as some believe it is not Barbie, but, Lucille Ball!

landing party in progress

work in progress, oil on canvas, 30 x 30 inches Are those lenticular clouds? or, the transportation for the landing party? Nevertheless, it appears to be an invasion.

good grief…

I’ve been wandering around doing little projects, like this little study of my grandson – who didn’t call me back.  He was supposed to tell me what in the world he’d like for his 12th birthday.  I threatened to send him a pink bunny suit.  Still, no call.  I think he’s getting a portrait.  I have just realized “WHY?” I feel so blah, so uninspired.  My muse, the one who used to taunt me with theoretical physics and associated things that make my brain hurt – well, he moved.  I miss those talks.  Ah, the fundamental knowability of nature…..

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study of Vinny, 2016, oil on canvas, 5 x 7 inches, gallery wrapped and painted.