Marriage - when two lungs breathe as one: (March - April 2001)
The series of paintings initially started out as a self assigned exercise devoted to rediscovering an earlier series of paintings titled: Ice field. But as the creative progress uncoiled so did the direction of the work...
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| Marriage... (when two lungs breathe as one). Oil on canvas. 26 x 32 inches. March - April 2001 |
In the process of creating the organic structure of the composition started to resemble a set of lungs... harvested in a ribcage. The positive and negative space in the painting polarized into a graphic representation more than a painterly painting.
Her and Him
Like every bird
she was free to fly
in his sky
she spread her wings
in his night
he tripped
he fell
just a little hell
and they died together.
Published in Shadows of Light
Library of Congress ISBN 1-57553-006-6
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Marriage... (when two lungs breathe as one). oil on canvas. 24 x 34 inches. March - April 2001. |
Being married is not easily, it has its obvious rewards. Yet it involves a great deal of compromise. Let me give an example; I hate going to get food at the Supermarket, but Erika loves it... So first thing on Monday morning I walk with Erika to get food. She makes an effort to focus on what is required and not daydream by reading all the ingredients in her effort to select of what item to purchase. I push the buggy... the process takes several hours.
By the time we get back home the time is almost 11:30 - 12 o'clock. The natural light before noon is incredible the fresh rays of light, the angle of the sun rays as they reflect off the dew drops on the plants. The stillness in the air, the birds and frogs singing. By the time we return I am bursting to paint - but morning dew has washed away and the sun has risen - mid day has started. But Monday morning I go to Erika, and work on our marriage.
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| Marriage... (when two lungs breathe as one). Oil on canvas. 26 x 32 inches. March - April 2001 |
two lovers
melting into one in the night
their blue veins
flowers need rain
he kissed her on the lips
her lipstick was bleeding
candle wax
water fall
fallin'
fallin'
fallin' in love
(Written Spring 2001 )