Little Lush Landscapes capture the glimpses of marsh I see of Little Ogeechee River. It’s interesting what a new route will bring to mind. As I go over the bridge a bright panoramic view pops up. Savannah days lately have included cool air and gusts of wind. Using oil paint on 8×8 wood panel theContinue reading “Little Lush Landscapes”
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Three of Sevens
My quest to push my creativity and content was established by a system of seven circles connected by seven lines symbolizing the Creator of our world in seven days. In His light I have found mine.
Color Studies for Thesis
The 9×12 paintings in watercolor. Acrylic and Micron pen answered questions I had about the system of sevens and yielded opportunities I had yet to consider. The questions I had were about color, design and material. The engaging is reminiscent of my childhood wallpaper with the colors embedded in my memory. Resurfacing to be appliedContinue reading “Color Studies for Thesis”
One Day, But and So…
Using the language of color, the relationship of pink and blue shifts one summer day. The relationship of pink and blue mingle to join other hues to navigate their place. Pink and blue find equity and thrive in the inclusion and negotiation among others to be royal and loyal to each.
This project entailed a challenge of finding an exhibition to be a part of in Chelsea NYC. I chose “Women on the Verge” at Joanne Artman Gallery based in CA & NYC. The concept is about working with limited resources, fragile materials and questionable demands.
A series of three works inspired by setting limitations of materials. The photographs of this work became interesting, so I duplicated, flipped and multiplied to creat digital collages.
Dive Series Spring 2020
If not by lips, by hand
The past two courses at SCAD Savannah College of Art and Design have provided excellent opportunities to explore new content in my work: Race and Religion. After painting Listen, 36×48 oil on panel in the summer of 2020, a surge of energy to explore uncharted territory with an ounce of uncertainty was present rather thanContinue reading “If not by lips, by hand”
Listen, my response and life lesson that has carried me from this moment to the social issues of today is about a moment at home. Since then, I did not realize this particular moment has been the tremendous sturdy rock that I stand upon today. Tracing back a host of memories and relationships with AfricanContinue reading “Listen”
Road Trip: Painting from memory
This morning I asked myself “Why do you paint in these colors?” These colors mean I’m going somewhere. Every summer rise and shine mom would wake up my little brother and I to go to grandmothers. A three hour trip now down to 2.5 from TN through NC to GA through Sam’s Gap. Not untilContinue reading “Road Trip: Painting from memory”