"Hey now, I used to dig Picasso." (sang Neil Young) Deconstructing art into its components, lines, shapes colours, representing nothing with something. Abstract art is poetry no rules. Abstract art is a daredevil, no limits. Abstract art is a dream, no waking. This painting was done from imagination or perhaps using some doodles here and there. The watercolour paint technique does a lot of work here, in the top left a yellow backwash creates the feeling of sunlight, bottom left the dry brush texture gives a feeling of stones, and the pastel colour fades on the right cast an eerie glow. 6 x 8" cold press, watercolour, 2015
Bottom up, top down, who knows. Just the signature makes sense, the roots are going down the branch is up going down. What's in the background, bubblegum scraped off the sidewalk? Those yellow egg shapes are hypnotic. 6 x 7" cold press, watercolour, 2017
Just a relaxing day on the beach on some other planet. The textural work gives a strong sense of a sandy rocky surface. The creatures tail is like the nib of a pen drawing the horizon. It this the poet of paint? I don't know what's in the background it looks curvy. 5 x 8" cold press, watercolour, 2017
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