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Thoughts and images creatively fuelled by insomnia #4

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“Adrift towards morning”

16”x 20” acrylic on canvas

I’ve always loved laying out on a warm summer night and just
staring up at the night sky. Imagination roams freely with only the naked eye.
A poet’s perspective.
I sometimes wish I knew more of the scientific end, but then again maybe not.
This is just simple, unabridged awe and wonder that I can never get enough of.

Thoughts and images creatively fuelled by insomnia #3

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Bears and spiders
16″x 20″
acrylic on canvas

Another reoccurring dream I’ve had over the years is the bear dream. Usually I’m walking in the woods when I see a black bear in the distance. He always sees me at exactly the same time and runs towards me. It always ends the same; the two of us, eye to eye just staring at each other. I threw the spiders in because they show up regularly in hordes and are always creepy…

Thoughts and images creatively fuelled by insomnia

Pocket babyBetween the hours of night and day, when sleep won’t come, my brain sometimes feels like it empties all of its contents at once into one giant, common pool. Ideas, images, and even reoccurring dreams are dumped together and revealed in a random, senseless parade of memories and thoughts, sifted for hours by me and my insomnia.

This first painting is based on the pondering of a reoccurring dream I’ve had since having my first child many years ago. It seems to surface every few years.
“Pocket baby” begins with me holding a normal baby (not sure why or who it belongs to) Suddenly it’s mine to protect from imminent danger and I have to run with it. Eventually the baby shrinks to a size that can fit in my pocket making it much easier to carry and protect.

Fairy Tales

Hansel and Gretel – 30″x 30″
The first in a series dedicated to my grandchildren.
The first books I remember reading as a child were illustrated collections of fairy tales. These worn out copies that had been passed down from child to child were my favorite things to read at the time, and still something that I return to every few years to feed my imagination.

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Recipe of a painting

I don’t know how other artists work, but when I sit down at my easel I have only a slight idea, and a lot of desire.
I like taking landscape photos, but I wouldn’t want my paintings to be dependant on or even look like what the camera sees.
I usually draw a rough outline with a big brush and some dark paint, and then I put the music on…
I love all kinds of music. In fact, as soon as I put it on I’m basically on automatic pilot with brush and paint.
I mostly work at night and go to bed when I’m too tired to paint anymore. It’s only in the morning when I go downstairs and have a look that I realize what I’ve done the night before.
So I guess when people ask me how long it takes me to do a painting, I should really say –
at least 2000 songs!