I found this among my archives.
This is dated on the reverse side of this wooden shingle
(from a barn restoration in Barnstable, Cape Cod -- 1988. Strange for me to think it is over twenty years old. Feels like yesterday. It was the beginning of my connection to the star theme. I enjoy painting on wood. It is a good reminder that any surface is a possible place to create art. I like painting on eggs, cardboard, cloth, walls, floors, windows, mirrors...
I'd like to do more experimenting and
bring more of that experiementation into my books.
7 comments:
Is your dainty Stellar Girl catching the stars to return them to their home in the sky? Or does she work some sort of transformation, rare and strange?
Nice thoughts! If I were to write a story about this image - perhaps I would use BOTH ideas... perhaps she is one of the legendary star catchers who help return fallen stars to the sky... then she decides to slip one in her coat... for herself... and thus begins the adventure.
Very cool to see bits and pieces of your style emerging here. In the feet--hair....her face is more realistic, as are the proportions. But it's definitely YOU, coming into your own.
Peter, when I saw this painting, it reminded me so much of The Little Prince... the style, lines, and colors.
I made sure to look at the large version of the photo - so I could see all the details. It's amazing how different the style is from the style of your art now... fun to see how your art has evolved over the years... even though 1988 doesn't seem all THAT long ago (though I guess 20 years ago IS "long ago")...
Anyway, this is absolutely lovely, and I like the story idea. I also like that it was painted on an old wooden shingle. I agree that she looks quite dainty.. delicate. She also looks sad... worried... concerned?
Ah, 1988 was a great year, the year I graduated from high school and I too thought WOW 20 years ago (this year) as I celebrated my 20 year class reunion...was it REALLY 20 years ago already?
1988.....that was a great year!
Thanks for the inspiration. I have this really worn- and washed-out piece of wood I found on the beach in Danmark while vacationing there in 2005 and always thought: I have to do something amazing with it .. but still enable the piece to tell its own story.
What was it? A shingle? A piece of a sunken boat? Who held on to it while struggling to survive in the cold North sea? And let it go after the rescue?
Great. Wanna go home and DO it! Now. ... "Ey, boss - can I go? I have a really important mission ..."
Set sail! Splash bravely! Today!
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