Large fat faced clowns in a variety of contemplative poses. I suppose clowns do contemplate. The must be philosophical beings how else could they source their slapstick?
As you probably know I’m in the ideas generation stage, the fun stage when anything is possible and everything is worthy of an equal hearing. It’s in the technical execution of the brilliant ideas where the wheels of possibility get mired in the thick mud of reality.
I will dwell here for a while longer however, in this rarefied atmosphere of potential. It’s a good place to reside, for at least part of the time. Some would label the process brainstorming, or mind mapping, or whatever management speak is the most popular these days. I call it simply taking time to decide. To decide what to paint next.
These paintings, I hope to paint two, will form part of a Christmas group exhibition. I use the term exhibition loosely; it will be more a cirque du soleil affair, where there will be story, dance and performance artists such as jugglers etc present. And music of course. Lots of music.
I can picture it now in my mind’s eye, my two large fat clowns staring down at it all approvingly from their vantage point high up on the wall.
The venue? The hole-in-the-wall, Kilkenny, a great place well worth a visit and a must for all those who Google religiously, and they are not just a few.
Before you go on your goggling ways, check this out, and let these also shed their light from high vantage points.