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sketch in oil pastels

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wave XVIII sketch in pen and ink

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Wave XVIII may not be done yet, looking at this I think the sky will get a little lighter, here it’s a gloomy day.

“In the Tailor Shop” is a of a story about a mannequin who gained a soul through a tailor’s imagination. The story was from an obscure French play written by Anim D’Alo, taking place in the early 1800’s.  Synopsis: An orphaned little boy runs away and finds a gentle blind tailor who wants someone to help him create his masterpieces. The orphan becomes his assistant and sews the tailor’s magnificent dresses for the town to see. They set them up in the window and as the passersby look at the mannequin who graces these clothes, the mannequin gains a conscience and ends up falling in love with an eccentric man about town, Monsieur Beau.  This gentleman ends up saving her in a fire, a fire she starts by accident in one of her imaginative episodes and it is this man, who finds her in the ashes and brings her to life. Unfortunately, the Blind Tailor and his assistant die in the fire. A strange story, partly because of the subject matter, but also the feeling it imparted. Trying to get the very essence of the tale came to me as I sketched out these scenes where she imagines her thoughts coming to life. They translated into “still lifes”, haunting, vague, yet intriguing pieces.

The first is “Dress”.  The dress is made to startle the people and make them look. It is an orange garment glowing with hints of cyan blue ribbon, giving the mannequin fire and an impetus to create.


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After getting the kind of feel I wanted out of this piece, I started sketches on the next scene, where the mannequin is haunted by the eccentric man, Monsieur Beau. He rides a unicycle through town and has taken special note of her display. She is dressed in green, an olive, lime green that symbolizes her envy. She so desperately wants to become real that she emanates this green hue of color the blind tailor sees in his dreams.

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In the next scene, named “The Resistance”, she knows of the mannequin heads that sit on her dresser waiting for her to look out of, this makes her sad because they remind her of what she is not.

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There were certain colors described in the night scene where the little orphan puts together a purple, lavender silk dress that shone through the hallway light.

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She lends her magic in the neighboring meat shop by lighting Chinese lanterns .

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The following is the last piece I have done, titled “In the End She has Her Captors” where the mannequin imagines taking all of the vital belongings of what make up Monsieur Beau, the blind tailor and the little orphan and placing them in a net bag. She believes they are ‘soul parts’ for her taking.

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I am hoping to continue this series with one more painting, depicting Monsieur Beau riding his unicycle in the distance while the mannequin is picking up scissors and making her wedding dress.

During this retrograde period I have been going over completed and undone sketches of the past.  With some of them, like this one, there was a very simple idea that grew out of itself. The ideas for Stage were about searching for an emotional light, trying to capture the feeling of being alone and all the power within that. Finished in 2005.

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Sketches of a dream where I saw the darkness enter the light.
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The title and the painting itself may not be finished. I’ll be adding a thick layer of high gloss polymer to the surface, to enhance the shine of the piece. I wanted to make the stars glow in vivid white, so I used gesso on top of the oils and wax. The perspective diminished a bit with the addition of black. At one point, the idea turned from darkness entering a room and taking over the light, to the whole room falling away, letting space enter with spots of light.  The idea wasn’t really about darkness being evil, but that it is, I imagine, where every thought begins, a place of pure potential. When painting this scene, I have come to realize that  the task of making darkness enter light is impossible. Coincidently, it seems light always ends up consuming the darkness.  From the words of an anonymous Russian sage,”There are no resounding victories of the dark side.”

Adding just a few colors seemed to work to my eye, but somehow, I want even more colors to sparkle throughout the piece. I think this one needs to be looked up close. Here are some details.

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I’ve always thought that the details become pictures themselves, appearing as abstract paintings. Try this site, PURE ABSTRACT and see a new perspective to my artwork.