IF "Fortune"

This piece was done a few years ago...

I wanted to depict a labourer (large muscular hands) that was very ashamed to have to beg.

His pride took a back step to the reality of bad fortune.

It's been and more than likely will always be a fear of mine -- lack of fortune.

Fortune to me doesn't necessarily mean to be very wealthy...obviously money has a role but a modest amount of money to the right person can be a fortune.

A person who enjoys the simple things in life, not entangled in materials and objects will have the perception the he/she has good fortune because of family, friends and an overall postive outlook in life.

Highs and Lows

Well how's it goin'?

Things around the GB are improving a bit. Slowly. HA.

I can't wait for the warm weather to firmly set her butt cheeks over this house -cause I'm tired of hearing my old furnace come on and envisioning $$$ going to Enbridge Gas...

You'll notice the piece I posted here...it's called Billybot.

I did it and 4 other pieces for a group show at a gallery in Hamilton, ON .

http://www.loosecanongallery.com/

Godamn Robots show opening April 13th at 7pm.

Billybot is a painting on top of a record cover, some Billy Ocean album... I think it works.

I do a ton of paintings on vinyl records--that are too damaged to play...so in doing so I have a heap of album covers sitting there for future projects.

I recently got news I was accepted into a Burlington Arts Shoppe... more on that later...very nice venue and very nice people.

However, the wallet is very slim but I have a feeling that won't last much longer -i hope...I guess when it rains it pours but I'd prefer constant work not peaks and valleys--but thats par for the course I guess when you freelance .... sigh.

I need a coffee that will uplift my jangled nerves .

Illustration Friday "Green"

This week I wanted to revisit my dear old watercolour box.
Then I found I was reaching for my ink, gouche, and anything else within reach...

I wanted my illustration to have a more horrific, dramatic feel than what I've done to date.

Maybe it was because I was listening to my Bauhaus cd --I dunno.

This image depicts the vicious green goblins-- and they have made a kill, a pixie no doubt...
it was probably napping near the mushrooms on the cool , soft moss.
Something in the area distracted the small green goblin, and he's taken his lantern to have a look.
My guess it's another pixie searching for his missing friend.
Sad, indeed.

Letting Loose

Spring... even though it is snowing outside my studio window right now, I know Spring is
lurking about- ready to unveil her magic.
I remember Spring in grade school... recess, kicking the soccer ball around, the fresh smells, that wonderful warm sun feeling through a light spring jacket that Mom insisted you wear--but now it lies on the ground acting as a goal post.

Seeing new growth erupt from the ground, the birds building nests.

As I get older, I find that fond childhood memories grow dimmer, but with the arrival of Spring- I seem to recall vivid memories much easier and more plentiful.

I can't wait.