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9x12 oil on canvas
This is a piece I did a few months ago, just to see what the experience would be like. I hope to do figurative work in the future.
I can't paint today. I viewed Invisible Children with my family last night. I'm still processing what I saw. I know art has a place, and it needn't be esoteric or elitist. But I feel self-indulgent picking up a brush today.
The mother in the painting is in love with her newborn, whom she has fed at her breast. My job today is to find a way to feed and nurture children.
2 comments:
Your art is amazing!
thank you, little newman. You're a hoot. You make me miss London; I visited last autumn. Mmm, clotted cream, treacle sponge... yeah, the art was nice too.
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