Burning down the house.

If you read the previous post you will see I just couldn’t stop where I was. I had the knife in my hand, and this painting for the play ‘Fall of the House of Usher’ is actually a lot of fun to paint.

A friend just mentioned that there’s not much house left to burn. The theatre should come and take this off my hands before it turns into a complete inferno.

4 Responses to “Burning down the house.”

  1. melancholiastudioinc Says:

    Fabulous! You did right to work on it some more. This swirls around with so much energy, as if the flames will carry the incinerating house skyward with the red smoke. I can’t tell if this is day or night, the white/red smoke could light up a night sky, and the red ball could be either the sun or the moon, “the moon never beams without bring me dreams….”

    Also, the combinations of color and brushstrokes, it looks very jewel-like/glass/crystal, the fire becomes the blazing sun that waves the background like an ocean.

    Really a pleasure to look at. That’s so funny…considering the subject matter. No firemen.

    • graphicanthropology Says:

      I had been sitting for hours looking at it in the dark. And mixing paint and listening to loud music. It needed a touch more of everything, intensity maybe. It has been a very physical painting.
      Thank you for the way you put words to the image.

  2. melancholiastudioinc Says:

    The physicality really comes across. It seems the energy you threw into and onto the canvas comes back out breaking into the room. Remarkable.

    I was working on a drawing today, and thinking about control. I haven’t used a compass in decades, but I’ve kept one because it’s very old and I think hand made and it seemed stupid to throw it out and I knew of no one who would use it. I used it for a circular guideline, and found it an interesting experience. I wasn’t sketching my way around, it was a firm, continuous line, albeit via instrument. And I thought, the movements I make that I consider more “free” should have that same determination and solid sense of direction/purpose. As I proceeded with the rest of the drawing, I tried to re-experience that feel of surety in knowing where the line was going, sort of like driving a car. It was very relaxing to be so intensely focused.

    Kind of like letting each paint daub stand on its own instead of mixing the colors into oblivion.

    • graphicanthropology Says:

      When I do cross-hatching in pencil I imagine each stroke as part of an arc of a circle far too big to fit on the page. And with painting the strokes are part of a circle that wouldn’t even fit in the room. Lots of energy even on small drawings.

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