Thursday, July 8th, 2010
This is yet another painting done off a model, from a photo this time of him lounging in bed. I wanted to imagine an angel with butterfly wings, not a tiny fairy but a full man-sized creature, fallen to earth to partake of the pleasures only to be found here. His wings are tattered from his fall but, I hope, still functional, still able to carry him up above if not all the way back from whence he came.
This small oil painting is on stretched canvas and framed in an antiqued silver wooden frame. I have it hanging by the light in my bedroom where I see it as I enter and exit, flicking the switch off and on.