Haiku on back:
The world deposits
layers, makes hills, whispers clouds.
We steal sweet kisses.
Showing posts with label context. Show all posts
Showing posts with label context. Show all posts
Monday, October 23, 2017
Location, Location, Location Redux
Another of my paintings, this one originally painted on paper, then mounted on painted wood, and here displayed in a setting akin to its original underlayers which evoked the outdoors in autumn.
Friday, October 20, 2017
Location, Location, Location
I love the role that location—or context—plays in so many life situations.
A favorite example: I picture myself at a beach on a hot summer day, seeing a colleague, stopping to catch up on news, both of us in bathing suits soaking up the sun and loving the sea breezes. Most of the time I don't think twice about such a situation, but every now and then it'll cross my mind to consider how totally bizarre and uncomfortable it'd be to see that same person in the context of our workplace and stop for a conversation with both of us in our underwear—i.e. the same amount of clothing—or lack thereof—as a bathing suit!
That hilarity aside, I'm fascinated by the impact location can make to my perception and enjoyment of a painting. There are pronounced differences—any one of which can be favorable or not— between a painting posted online surrounded by white space on a virtual 'page,' and the same painting displayed in a home setting, or propped in a gift shop, or hung in a gallery show, or photographed outdoors with a natural backdrop.
Here's Holding Vrksasana, Finding My Edge, posing in the context of my home before being mailed off to one of my collectors.
A favorite example: I picture myself at a beach on a hot summer day, seeing a colleague, stopping to catch up on news, both of us in bathing suits soaking up the sun and loving the sea breezes. Most of the time I don't think twice about such a situation, but every now and then it'll cross my mind to consider how totally bizarre and uncomfortable it'd be to see that same person in the context of our workplace and stop for a conversation with both of us in our underwear—i.e. the same amount of clothing—or lack thereof—as a bathing suit!
That hilarity aside, I'm fascinated by the impact location can make to my perception and enjoyment of a painting. There are pronounced differences—any one of which can be favorable or not— between a painting posted online surrounded by white space on a virtual 'page,' and the same painting displayed in a home setting, or propped in a gift shop, or hung in a gallery show, or photographed outdoors with a natural backdrop.
Here's Holding Vrksasana, Finding My Edge, posing in the context of my home before being mailed off to one of my collectors.
