Posts Tagged ‘metallic’
Sunday, August 5th, 2018
In the first Iron Man movie, Tony Stark is listening to “Institutionalized” by Suicidal Tendencies while he’s tinkering on a beautiful old car in his garage. The title on this one is a line from that song that fits him to a T, figuring things out for himself when no one else was there to help.
This one is the most like the Pathways series, the lines of brilliant gold fire rising up against Iron Man’s classic hot rod red.
It’s also a beautiful, subtle reminder that even if you wobble a little taking off, you can teach yourself anything if you’re willing to put in the hard work and learn from your failures.
All I wanted was a Pepsi. Just one Pepsi!
Above, you can see the subtle sparkle of gold and hot rod red, the flame-edge whoosh of upward mobility. Below, the piece is in a frame, hinting at a greater reality just outside the boundaries.
Saturday, August 4th, 2018
The Marvel Cinematic Universe has finally wormed its way into your artist’s brain, and this is the first abstract of 3 to honor the early movies.
Captain America throws his shield in beautiful arcs, dim lights shining off it as he attacks Nazis and their HYDRA offshoots alike. This painting is meant to represent the swoosh of the shield flying past — or into — someone’s face.
A blur of motion and just a hint of patriotic color.
Happy 100th Birthday, Captain Rogers! #AlwaysPunchNazis
Above, you can see up close the sparkling sense of violent motion in red, white, and blue. Below, you can see the painting in a frame, trying to contain the Captain’s determination.
Friday, August 3rd, 2018
Friday, July 27th was a blood moon for parts of the world that could see the eclipse, so this painting is in honor of that momentous occasion.
The sky is a gorgeous red-violet, deep but not dull, with rich gold stars glittering out of the page. The moon glows with subtle shimmers as well, and three bats fly across, the ruddy light shining through their wing membranes.
The framed photo perhaps best captures the warmth of the colors in this mercurial painting, the layered paint making it different from every angle. Far from being cold, the night is alive with magic and mystery, just waiting for you to join in.
Above, you an see the three tiny bats and the delicate transparency of their wing membranes. Below, the bats are in a frame, fluttering in anticipation of their new home.
Friday, June 8th, 2018
Circles within circles, swirls within swirls. This abstract painting is full of shine and complexity, gold like scattered petals floating through everything while translucent, pearlescent white makes concentric shapes all through the complex background.
The violet has deconstructed itself as much as everything else, red and blue visible in places while still letting the eye find purple first and foremost.
The first in a series, this painting is immensely fun to sit and play with, moving it back and forth so the different metallics catch the light or vanish into the shadows like floating seeds sinking below the water.
Above, you can see the shimmering white pearl and gold paints catching the light, giving up their translucency and becoming solid, floating above the purple instead of fading into it. Below, the painting is waiting in a frame to be mailed off to its new home.
Thursday, June 7th, 2018
Today’s beautiful golden moon silhouettes three great blue herons against its warm glow.
The stars have a little sparkle to them, but the sky is a flat, swirling velvety grey nestling them like little droplets of molten gold.
Any moon that’s close to the horizon will look orange, but those autumnal full moons that presage the season of crunchy leaves and spooky ghosts have a special sort of mystique to them. You never know what you’ll see, whether it’s a bird or a bat, a swirl of fallen leaves — or a ghost.
Above, you can see one of the cranes in closer detail, a dark blot of feathers and grace against the bright moon. Below, the moon is captured in a frame, just waiting to become a part of your sky.
Monday, June 4th, 2018
The King is dead, long live the king! Old Blue Eyes here is ready to rule even in the tender grip of death — is he a lich or a ghost, or leader of the skeleton army?
Or perhaps he’s a she, a queen of the undead with her spirit shining out of her eye sockets with as much fierceness as ever.
What story would you give to this clever creature?
Above, you can see the shine of the crown and the subtler blue glow of the eyes on this strange skull. Below, the painting’s resting in a frame, just waiting on the next chapter of their story.
Monday, March 5th, 2018
Who and what falls through the cracks in the system, especially now that it seems like everything’s falling apart?
This piece is inspired by a friend’s cracked phone screen and the light that shines through anyway, the places where bits had dropped completely away, and the very strange sensation of running your fingers over the broken glass. It’s got seven little pops of bright gold to catch the light, to give a little hope that even when the system is cracked, some things still work.
Above, you can see two of the shining gold spaces and some of the fine linework up close. Below, the piece is in a frame, fortunately sans cracked glass.
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