Such an unusual drawing, Kenneth. The woman seems so calm and foggy, as if she has had one beer too many and is oblivious to the air around her, the background, that crackle with noisy, electric energy. I love trying to interpret this work.
Energy, from beyond the (you're right) more languid human. The place has big dark wood timbers, lots of shadowy effects, and is full (too full) of old signage, wch I suppose I condensed into this one from a local hardware store.
Ah, Packard's, remember it well. Around the corner from where a good old friend almost ran down Julie Nixon Eisenhower in the street and found himself swiftly surrounded by edgy Secret Service operatives who were caught out not doing their job. A stern warning and on your way son. Drive carefully!
Such an unusual drawing, Kenneth. The woman seems so calm and foggy, as if she has had one beer too many and is oblivious to the air around her, the background, that crackle with noisy, electric energy. I love trying to interpret this work.
Energy, from beyond the (you're right) more languid human. The place has big dark wood timbers, lots of shadowy effects, and is full (too full) of old signage, wch I suppose I condensed into this one from a local hardware store.
Unusual, too, in that you chose a pale blue, which doesn't seem to reflect either the dark wood or the torpid figure. It catches me off guard.
Ah, Packard's, remember it well. Around the corner from where a good old friend almost ran down Julie Nixon Eisenhower in the street and found himself swiftly surrounded by edgy Secret Service operatives who were caught out not doing their job. A stern warning and on your way son. Drive carefully!