Wednesday, November 21, 2012

Mrs. Whitney, Volume 3

... or, otherwise, "The Old Man and the Sea."

At a certain point, you start to figure out what the hell is going on.  Not the least of which being that the protagonist, whom we'll name Joan, looks more like a man than a woman.  I don't actually care about that.  What I do care about is all that crescent-shaped space to the right of Joan's head.  To me it feels like opportunity calling.  The thinking here is that the crescent will end up being the darkest, densest  part of the painting.  Many of my favorite paintings have parts of them that are deep-Pollock.  Patches of complete, bottomless abstraction that make you feel like you could fall through them.  This, we are hoping, will be that.

And then you get the nice contrast with the face in white.  Which, truth be told, could be an inch or two lower and to the right.  And the waves all come together somehow.  And the speech balloon becomes rounder and shifted more towards the corner.

And there will be cause for rejoicing and Thanksgiving.

p.s.  That's a cellphone Joan's talking on.


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