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A remarkable thing is the human foot. Also quite exquisite naked of its flesh. I have a fascination with feet. One theory explains such a fascination with having spent a large amount of time in infancy being at foot level with our caregivers. At such a vantage point they become mythical and unfathomable in their importance. Inscrutable and bewitching.
Chalk on card.
A quick sketch done this afternoon when blood sugars and other things were low.
It perked me up nicely.
Mixed media on pastel paper. A3 size.
I have had several of these in my lifetime. I always manage to turn them around.
I found this piece of black wood while doing a beach clean at Shellybanks on the South Wall in Dublin. I was very taken with it so I took it home gave it a wipe and waited for the moment of inspiration. I saw the figure in the wood and brought it out in crayon which I later touched up with acrylic paint.
It is featured in the table selfies post but I wanted to give it its own post because I think it deserves it.
Acrylic and oil pastels on pastel cartridge paper.
I am always interested in exploring the masculine and feminine principles and looking at the dualistic aspect of life and identity. How the unconscious unformed self and the boxy conscious rational acceptable front confront each other. Partners in a dance where toes get trodden on.
Two new works in mixed media and chalk pastels. Dimensions 30cm x 42cm.