10x8" oil on canvas, sold
on exhibit at The San Diego Art Institute until July 12
Those of you that are regular readers here know that I’ve been doing a fair amount of whining about my son, Zac, who is spending this semester in Italy. Actually, I’m pretty thrilled for him….really. No, really. It’s just that it’s so far away. I realized that all my angst manifests itself in my daily paintings (well, duh.) They are a visual journal of my life in a way ie: all those birds flying away. Pretty obvious, right? What might not be so obvious is the writing and symbols in the background of the paintings. I always scratch in words and little pictographs as the finishing touch on each piece. And I almost always include the lyrics from the music I’m listening to as I am painting. Anyone want to guess what I was listening to today? It’s all right there in the background…
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