|Arched Woman 2 Original|
Rocket-propelled turtles or serious statements on womanhood? I find that there are two very different people in my head who tend not to agree on much. This isn’t new. This is an old story of mine. Actually, I’m thankful there’s only two duking it out up there at the moment. This morning, I find myself in a very quiet house with a very quiet cup of coffee with no apparent opinion on the matter. Dudley is also tightlipped on the issue and so I’m on my own.
At the moment, I have quite a few balls in the air but two very specific projects that are staring me in the face in the realm of pencils and paper. On the one hand, I have a series of fantastical creatures on the verge of completion that will make a fine cast of characters in a possible children’s book.
On the other is a series that has been in my head for more than a decade now, waiting for me to muster the gumption to put it to a very large, very intimidating stretch of canvas for which I have no room or time or gumption for that matter. And yet, it sits in my head, an idea. What I know is that it will be my first exhibition. What I don’t know is how or when. For now, here is another installment in a long line of preliminary sketches. Enjoy and thanks for reading.