Started 10 years ago in Florence when I was studying abroad, as left-over primed canvas ends that I made into postcards and sent as Christmas presents.
I continued in NY sitting with imagery usually from war (right after 9/11). I was trying to paint exactly what I saw and through the process tried to sit with the horror. (Crying a lot.)
Now from my current perspective the left-over black and white scraps needed more. Color. I am taking the direct translation and adding a layer of subtlety. It does not hit you in the stomach so hard, but the message is still there. I am almost at the end of "Light, Darkness and Color in Ptg. Therapy" which has helped me tremendously in feeling colors and their qualities.
Where a group of standing figures (onlookers or perpetrators) stood over decapitated bodies, now all bodies are erased, leaving all head in dialogue.
(Still exploring how to hang these)
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