This is a recent painting from a boxing series that I've been working on. Working on one theme has allowed me to experiment with various techniques and artistic influences while exploring different narrative approaches in one subject matter. Homer is in here, as well as Bellows and probably a handful of others including the classic Roman sculpture, The Dying Gaul.
Here's a two close ups.
A bit blurry here; my own digipic.
So this is my second page from a shared sketchbook that I've begun working on with my man Scottso on the Late Show (scott anderson). The book is a dialogue of sorts, where we riff of the others previous page. His last image was a great little painting of a dog (see great little dog painting here). I decided to take off on the leash theme and did this acrylic painting. Acrylic is not really my choice of mediums. It feels a bit clumsy to me. I can't figure out if its oil or water color. With that said, there are a few passages in this piece that I love and felt connected to the medium. Recently, at a sketch group, I overheard a guy talking about drawing with his left hand and how it felt freeing. I'd say the same thing for this experience . . . a bit clumsy but a bit freeing too.
A few quick poses of the greatest model on earth . . . Fred. He's and artist . . . how he poses is a performance . . . he's wonderful.
A spread from my sketchbook. This time, I broke from years of tradition and purchased a different kind of sketchbook. I'm seeing it as an indication of growth. Different color, different size, different paper and it has a pretentious little ribbon the ties the whole thing closed. I wasn't sure if I was ready for the change and I basically ignored it for a few weeks. But now I think I've found my joy with it. These little watercolor notes have been so satisfying. At times clumsy, but for sure mostly satisfying. Here is a few from my Monday night private class. Watercolor is such great painting practice! So quick. I think a fresh look comes from clean clear color choices. More mixing and observing.
The little profile at the bottom is Selma. She's back from Florida and spending most of her time watching over her kids and there kids.
I've been working on two proposals for a mosaic mural project for the MTA. This is a page of thumbnails from my sketchbook. They're all little baseball compositions . . . players, couches, the dugout, ect. Last week the focus of this project changed and these thumbs were shelved.
This painting was done for the MTA. I was selected to be apart of their poster program and in 2007 this image will be hanging throughout the New York transit system. I sent them the following poem as well, hoping that they would include it on the poster. We'll see. For me, the underlying theme of the image was hope, stemming from the relationship and bond between the two figures; two men, one older and one younger, maybe a father and a son.
In the warmth
of the golden sun
two New Yorkers,
the elevated train
Their ball suspended
in a moment
I gave them six ideas to choose from. The concept was to show the elevated train and the type of neighborhood activity happens everyday beneath it.
Lastly the color study.
The final poster design. Notice on the bottom, The MTA was kind enough to print my poem as well.
The final sketch. It was very important to the author that the man's face be smiling.
Surviving Has Made Me Crazy is a collection of poems from a writer and philosopher named Mark Nepo. I am working on his book's cover image. With in these poems, Mark discussed the transformation he and his wife underwent as patients and survivors of cancer. The experience of being so close to death so young, fighting and surviving has redefined his life in the most profound way.
In his words:
"In truth, this experience has unraveled the way I see the world. It has scoured my lens of perception, landing me in a deeper sense of living. Both Ann and I were, against our will, reduced, with our mouths open, into the mystery of life in which we all swim and from which we all emerge on our separate shores. And spit up, naked and exhausted, its clear that, being human, we are each a crucible, an ever-changing inlet through which the greater Whole in all its forms ebbs and flows."
These image depicts a particular line of poetry which I felt captured the essence of this collection.
I eat flowers now and birds follow me.
I am showing here the thumbnail which I used to present the concept and the final sketch, which went through a bit of an evolution.
The thumbnail showing my cover concept. TOOO STIFF!!!
This drawing depicts the character Francis Phalen. Or at least my Francis Phalen. I am finding him to be a mix between myself, my father and my wife's' race car-driving uncle Hank, who I am discovering is a great model. One evening last week we drove upstate, racing the setting sun, to get a few pictures of Hank in a late 20's costume I culled together from different sources. The costume was entirely to big for him but he looked great! We took a bunch of photos, sat down to a great dinner, and rambled on into the evening. It feels great to bring the people whom I love into my work. Thanks Hank And Fil!
PS There are some photo-shoot pics in the photo gallery!
To the right of this character is a train yard and to the left, the front stoop of his wife's home.
Ironweed is a novel by William Kennedy which was made into a movie in the late 80's. I often find myself thinking about its main characters Francis Phalen and Helen Archer, derelict alcoholics who find themselves back in the city where they grew up after decades of running away. The story takes place over a few days in which each character revisits and faces their past. I am working on developing ideas for a promotional piece which would depict this complex and fascinating novel. This is a water color sketch of my idea.
Went for a walk this morning and saw this chap sitting on his stoop. I kind of liked the way the low sun was hitting his face. I jotted the scene down when I got home. I think I'll use it as a composition for a future project.