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| Crushed, 22 x 30, watercolor and pastel on Arches Cold Press |
While in the desert, I tried to understand the artifacts of the people who lived there before it was divided into movie star lanes, fountains, and golf courses (not to mention the strip malls). I wanted to understand the baskets, the jars, the stone tools of the hard life there. Mortar and pestle to crush what is hard to release the sweet fragrance of sustenance within.
I almost get it.
3 comments:
When I first saw your "thumb"nail on my sidebar, I thought it was your thumb through the hole in your palette, even though I know your palette is an airplane window (how exotic!). I like that you're paying homage to our desert forebears (English is so goofy).
Hahaha! All thumbs, I guess.
I love looking at the native baskets and thinking about how perfect they are. Your painting is a beautiful homage to the "industry of life".
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