acrylic and oil on canvas
When my brother and I were young, our mom had a room installation in the house with neon abstract paintings, cut out images and wooden carnival animal heads. It completely took over the entire space. I'd love to recreate that feeling, but with a less skilled, more childish feel.
I know, this is a departure. I've been working on several messy, bright paintings like the one above this week while listening to Maria Minerva. I'm not 100% sure how I feel about this particular painting, but I really enjoy falling out of my very controlled zone.
Besides the fluorescent palette, I let technique go and replaced it with garishness. Stippling, a technique I never use, has created piles of oil paint, making the surface very textural in a way I usually dislike. The overall effect is a little Lisa Frank, drowning. Or drunken Key West art walk. Or Dade-County Youth fair. At best, maybe a Floridan Andreas Golder?