a testament to frequent, detrimental mood swings.
Portrait of my mum using Pallet knives, oil on paper..
There’s a little more to this than I initially dreamt up, though I’m not sure how I will be able to begin I’ll just jump in at why I did it..
My mum has a big affect on my practice because she’s always said that it’s not really art unless it looks like what it’s supposed to be so as far back as I can remember that’s been my main goal, not photorealism but recognition! If someone who hasn’t ever studied art can understand it then mission accomplished in one respect! I suppose that’s a little background on me as an artist..
This piece was taken from a photo I snuck of her while she had 5 minutes for herself to roll a cigarette, have a coffee and maybe a biscuit or two whilst she did house work.. her busy life which is filled by caring for other people is what I was thinking off while painting this, though I’m not sure this is conveyed in the image I believe that the transient nature of the piece is amplified in a way through the use of using paper which I regard as such a quick, none threatening material, unlike canvas.
