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Pile of Doo Doo
1998
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I'm not excactly sure what this pile in the foreground was originally supposed to be, probably a tree. It looks more like the ground under a tree that is popular with large birds.
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"it looks like someone's brain, taken, and sculpted into a pyramid like shape, and then offerered (or abandoned) to the
wilderness, all the while it is writhing and weaving in a vain effort to stay alive. ( i like it! )"
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I'd call it Purple Medusa Rising. You call it bad art but there's something there --the boldness of the collors the composition, the
point of light on the foreground the violent sky. It has odd appeal. Amadness.
S. F. Nealey August 2002 |
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I believe this is the subconscious beginnings of Cypres Trees by VanGogh. all it needs is the village to the right of
the tree and using your luscious colors it could read as part blue meanie from the yellow submarine album or Nilson's "The Point" and the pointless forest!!! All of which is part of your past and the
effect the 60's had on all of us....and by the way I hated the movie "A Beautiful Mind".
Cathy Thomas Oct 2002 |
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The minute I laid eyes on that collosal quivering mass I could only think of one thing : how difficult it must have been to sever
yourself from your own mum after her physical death. Just imagine it as the gigantic placenta and umbilical cord that nurtured you for 9 months in her womb . . .even if your mum was on her way to the other world, these
very elements that gave her son life could not be severed so easily from this one. (I suppose the placenta and umbilical cord merged at some point during the struggle..hence the facade of slithering piles) Very
absorbing painting, bold and meaningful.
Trix - November 2002 |
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