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Monday, October 8th, 2018
Often the skies come first and then the foreground goes in to match, but this time the ruins grew up out of the ashes of avoidance, and the purple clouds came rolling in later.
Spiky, burnt-out buildings lean into one another, smudged with smoke and abandoned by everyone but the carrion birds.
More ruins for a world on fire, but hey, at least they’re pretty.
Above, you can see the most-intact tower and its circle of carrion birds up close and personal. Below, the bleak landscape sits in a frame, like a window to a ruined world.
Categories: Angels, Cthulhu, and Other Myths, Floating Gallery, Flowers, Trees and Landscapes, Series and Books, Zombies, Skulls, and Other Morbid Things
Tags: brush and ink, city, for sale, horizons, pen and ink, primatek, ruins, watercolor
Sunday, October 7th, 2018
‘Striking out’ is a phrase with many connotations, from violence to adventure to failure.
It seemed fitting for this brooding violet storm with its lightning that lands three times and flashes twice more, the paint translucent white from one angle and vibrantly purple in the light.
Even the clouds hold some secret sparkle in their depths, the promise of rain or perhaps a portent of yet more sparks waiting to emerge.
Above, sunshine limns the lightning in shimmering purple. Below, the storm is safely contained in a frame, waiting to strike out for its new home.
Saturday, October 6th, 2018
A lovely, large panorama of sunset and birds and a windblown tree, this painting is a moment at the edge of night, just as the sun is slipping away below the horizon and off the page.
The clouds reflect the bloody light from below, refracting it into orange and pink as well as red. Five beautiful blackbirds ride the winds of evening, slipping past the tree that autumn’s already caught ahold of and stripped of its summer foliage.
A full foot and a half wide, this painting will need some special framing, but it would make a beautiful, warm addition to any room.
Above, an up-close view of the windswept tree and wispy clouds, as well as one of the five intrepid crows riding the breezes. Below, a very wide shot indeed to encompass this whole panorama.
Friday, October 5th, 2018
There’s even a cute little bumblebee butt diving into one of these elegantly abstract hydrangeas, iridescent wings folded atop its tubby body.
These delightful busybodies are bumbling around a profusion of flowers, dipping their toes and faces alike into the blue blossoms. From their black stripes and fat yellow bodies to the shimmering white wings, these little gals exude the warmth of summer just in time for it to fade away.
Above, you can see the way the fat bees’ wings shimmer in the sunshine. Below, they’ve bumbled into a temporary hive frame, just waiting to find their forever field and make a home there.
Thursday, October 4th, 2018
Delicate smoke rises up from these ruins, buildings ranging from whole to merely rubble but all showing evidence of some cataclysm.
Each structure has its own unique character, from the delicately cracked tower to the leaning high-rise with its side shattered by whatever disaster came to call.
Painted with a limited palette of just three colors, the subtle mix of blue, rust, and grey make a gorgeous, atmospheric homage to ruination.
Above, you can see the tiny details of windows and doors, smoke and rubble and ruins. Below, the painting is floating in its temporary frame, waiting for its final resting place.
Wednesday, October 3rd, 2018
The barely-blue of midnight impinges on the strange saffron swirls of this big, beautiful moon. Neither abstract nor fully realistic, but a blend of both that evokes a feeling of mystery and possibility, perfect for October people.
If you make your home in the harvests and haystacks, between the pumpkins and the fallen leaves, then perhaps this would fit right in with the decor.
What’s your favorite season?
Above, you can see one of the intricate little edge details where the midnight mist creeps into the gold of the shining moon. Below, this larger art is awaiting a frame big enough, holding a spot in pride of place at my writing desk.
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