Sunday, April 3rd, 2016
Like stormclouds rising up, or perhaps another view of the sky in my next painting, these earthy mineral paints make a storm I wouldn’t want to be stuck out in. Despite the beautiful bright spot breaking through, there’s something ominous about the colors and the gathering clouds looming in from all sides.
You could stare for hours, picking out the shapes the same way you can in the real sky. Melancholy meditations on the meaning of precipitation, perhaps.
Or just waiting for the rain to come and clear the air.
Above, you can see some of the detail in the lower left, the rich deep bloodstone and swathes of purpurite, with just a hint of Minnesota pipestone all adding earthy, stormy notes to the roiling paint. Below, the piece is in a temporary frame, waiting to go to its new home.