Man in a Camouflaged Fedora (a sparkling Christmas Tree in a truckbed)
Twilight Between Past and Super Contemporary
I’ve a resolution to evolve past my youthful fashion choices, and grow old gracefully as Charlie Watts
Night clarifies Night, as only good Daylight can clear a worried head
The Mustard Walls in the Kilkeny Cat’s House
Each a mimosa tree at my Maman’s, to ride as Star Wars adventurers-thought their seeds were beans
Turning yourself inside out over the smallest things
Man in a Camouflaged Fedora (a sparkling Christmas Tree in a truckbed)This is a particular arrangement I’ve approached numerous times. Each comes out different than the next. I am interested in cultivating this sort of plurality with a focused and limited subject matter. I work at a Daiquiri shop and last night a man drove up. He wearing a camouflaged fedora was hauling a sparkling christmas tree in his truck bed, well used for sure. Wires were hanging out of his radio space and he I believe had an interesting pinstripe sideways graphic across is chest. It was a collared short sleeve shirt and the graphic was the type you see on old trucks in the 80’s sort of electronic layout or grid. He had a cigarillo spliff, a tight mustache the passenger across ordered and paid.14.25in x 11.25inoil on mounted panel2017
Twilight Between Past and Super ContemporaryThe name comes from the baffling quality in Contemporary Art of not knowing whether your in fashion or completely out. Though I’ve not concerned myself with it during the painting process it’s when you finish and you’re judging the pieces for yourself that this question arises. All my pieces ride this line. 14in x 11inoil on mounted panel2017
I’ve a resolution to evolve past my youthful fashion choices, and grow old gracefully as Charlie WattsThe most gentlemanly of my recent still life paintings. It’s a still life I can’t quite remember painting. But the thought behind it was to create a striking silhouette. 12inx10inoil on mounted panel2017
Night clarifies Night, as only good Daylight can clear a worried headA small oil painting intended to blend in among the bungalow walls and steamy windows of my little southern neighborhood. I decided that I should paint something that my Cajun Grandmothers and Grandfathers would have on their walls. Things that would hang among Sacred Heart images and Leather Rocker Recliners of the 70’s and 80’s. 10inX8inoil on mounted panel2017
The Mustard Walls in the Kilkeny Cat’s HouseThis is a rare landscape oriented painting of mine with a palette more rustic than most. I painted it to break up the practice in my studio of flowers in vases, upright. There’s a notion in my mind that I’d like to paint more horizontal formats but I get scared. Not sure why they’ve a different personality.12in x 14inoil on mounted panel2017
Each a mimosa tree at my Maman’s, to ride as Star Wars adventurers-thought their seeds were beansAn electric green, a color under the influence of time well spent on the west coast. My youthful teeth cutting in Portland Oregon, a sharpened eye in San Francisco. Now back living in Lafayette, Louisiana I am slipping through influences, sort of time traveling. But still small and intimate, trying to encourage a tangible physical memory of the visual. The sides are painted shimmery silver the encounter is almost sculptural. 13.75inX11.5inoil on mounted panel2017
Turning yourself inside out over the smallest thingsA second or first approach to an arrangement, an exploration in plurality. This is the more crude, blocky path. A homey feel against the earlier/later sophisticated approach. Really, the relationship between the two is like most things. 14in x 11.5inoil on mounted panel2017
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