How about combining the surreal imagery of Dali with the modern world? With the surreal things we find ourselves surrounded by. And perhaps we too could have a little bit of a smile, or even a laugh at the rediculousness we have carved out for ourselves in thins modern world.
Drawings can concentrate detail, and focus, on minor parts of the vista, but what part of the vista should the colour concentrate the eye? Should it be on the part we look at the most, the detail always seen, like the eyes in a portrait. Or should it be the detail that is a little sinister, like a tattoo? Or should it be an arbitrary detail, like a vase with no flowers?
Where, oh where to begin? First, the eye, then the abstract detail, I think.
To keep what is vital from being lost, the moment of the mind, the found and the imagined and the thought. I so want to capture that thought in a way to show it is indeed vital.
A series of pictures based on the clothes people wear including virus masks but the clothes are filled with other things such as plants, or animals, anything. The clothes including masks are a sculptural remnant of society.
A series of pictures of people examining empty squares, empty spaces where the pictures should hang on the wall. The important point is the pictures are blank and being examined .
Works if outlined forms with minimal or even no colouring, much like many of my works, with backgrounds based on abstract photos taken on walks in London, perhaps with coordinates as the title, or subtitle.
You can only see the smaller doll by opening the big doll, a long time ago I wanted to give the viewer a choice between works but unlike the Russian dolls they could not be put back together again. This time I will simply explore the idea of pictures within pictures.
The things we hold, the things we carry. I would like to draw a series of paintings backed on the things we carry front he mundane to the absurd.
Much like the cross of tape used to hide the nipples, the eyes can be hidden by crosses, but perhaps this should be balanced by beautifully drawn hands, which expresses other.
I laugh because I am not going to hurt you, or eat you, or have sex with you.
Just a thought.