Sunday, May 17, 2009
No, I was inspired by a model for this one. (He's, in fact, a collaborator.) I often suspect my imagined protagonists are created by the culminated imprints of successive movie nights. I once feared the "Night of the Hyacinth Macaws" was a subliminal product of Clive Owen and Nosferatu, but I was told by others that they didn't see it. It was a huge relief. By the way, this painting is a little farther-from-finished as of yet. I have no idea where it is going other than this fellow is crossing some sort of iced-over marsh.