Saturday, March 7th, 2020
In the final installment of my Ash Ghost series, we have a single footprint, already being blown away by a wind that doesn’t seem to be as forceful as the dissolution would suggest.
The soft subtle texture feels like charcoal but is actually ink, layered in to get the depth and texture of a pile of powder.
The real question is, how does something with no feet leave footprints?
Above, you can see the texture of paper and ink playing off each other, swirls like ash blowing on the unseen winds. Below, the painting waits in a frame, a moment forever preserved.