Part of a small series I did last year, which became the main focus for most of the oil paintings from 2019. An eroticism based not around an idea of glamor or really, consumerism. I wanted to look at skin, at flesh only. No fish net no leather no cultural backwash. To look even at the mundane, especially at the so called mundane, and find it not only beautiful, but wildly desirable, worshipable. Did I succeed, I believe I do not know.
I love this one, it really conveys, spring, to me. The face is of, great pleasure to me. It is drawn, in super super simplicity. But it strikes me every time. A few lines of graphite, yellow acrylic wash, orange and white oil, done, but loud, but quiet and perfect. I really do love this, the body is vitality, of spring, then the summer warmth, a beauty, vibrant, oh my. Its warmth emanates from her to me, her being femininity , abstracted from objective reality, now as a perfuming intoxicant, human delicacy and animal. Now I want to keep it, like most of them, but I won t.
Oil Painting, Outsider, Painting, Abstract, , Original Painting, Abstract Figurative Painting