Hoppy Holidays

Hoppy Holidays

Straight-Edge Razor

I've been up since 3:45 a.m.  Frustrated with a couple of situations at work, frustrated with other things.  I started this painting last night, in a sort of daze.  Smearing different colors on the canvas, not sure where I was going.  I saw a couple of different faces in the paint, but just kept drawing the brush over and through them.  Finally I thought with the green color, I would make some sort of frog man.

While I laid in bed awake, awake, awake, I finally thought, fuck it, and got up and painted for several hours.

I had been eating Wonderful Salt & Pepper Pistachios the night before and my shells were still on my desk.  Yes, that's right.  And I picked up a half shell and used it as a sort of paintbrush with yellow oil paint to put on some bumps and ridges to this fellow.  I saw his arms, the black on the chin and extending into the purple looked like whiskers/flying whiskers so that's where the straight-edge razor came it.

Mostly I was once again trying to loosen the grip in my chest and stomach of these aggravations so I was letting my hand just move, applying color randomly.  Sometimes I think the best things I make are out of trying to alleviate darker frustrations and feelings.

I'm happy with the painting.  I'm very tired, too.

9" x 12" Acrylic, Oil, India Ink