O.K., I most definitely did not paint this baby in one day. In fact, she's been hanging around since January. I worked on her, and left her. You see, she's really me going through a phase where the only thing I wanted to eat was scrambled eggs. Scrambled eggs with sriracha sauce; with shallots; with chives and truffle salt; with organic feta cheese; with extra-sharp cheddar. Whatever, I just couldn't get enough. The other day I tried to make scrambled eggs, and the smell of them made me feed them to the dog. I guess I'm over that phase for awhile, but here was my tribute.
Anyway, while I'm painting and drawing a painting a day, I'm also frequently working on larger pieces as well. I didn't touch her for so long, because I liked the way she looked and didn't want to "mess her up." However, I have a show coming up, and I had to finish this gal. Tonight I thought, you've got to let her go--you're done. And so she is.
16" x 20" Acrylic, peacock feathers, beads, scrambled eggs
The turquoise/teal background has glitter in it--can you see above?
The peacock feathers in her hair and on her sweater came from a pillbox hat that I traded a painting
for at an art show. Ebert got a hold of it and tore a small hole
in it. It was ruined for wearing, but it wasn't ruined for mixed
media.
3-D Egg
Close-up of table cloth.
