The Listening Machine
This is fun, digging into the image vaults. This one goes way back to maybe 1984 or perhaps 85. I think it it the first painting I did that stopped me in my tracks. I can't say too much about it. At the time I was making these desolate kind of industrial landscapes. I'd like to think a few of them still hold up today. This painting unfortunately got severely damaged in storage and no longer exists today.
Miss Minnow made a comment about titles. My approach to titles is anything but consistent. Sometimes, I'll have a few titles without paintings, so the titles become the starting points for the paintings. Other times, I'll have paintings that seem to defy being titled. I don't fight with it too much. Titles can enhance a painting. At other times though, a title will simply serve to identify a painting.
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I like this one - The Listening Machine. Very aptly named in a fantasy way. Very intriguing. I had to judge some art classes' paintings once for my high school. There were about 200 paintings, sketches, watercolors, and about 98% had no titles. It seemed the teenagers felt their art should speak for itself and that titles would diminish their fine work. I felt the opposite and turned in my judge's badge. I felt that if the artist thought so little of his work not to name it, or to 'bless' it with a title, I had no interest in trying to figure out the motive, the love, the devotion, or the impetus to make a statement on canvas. It was an odd feeling. To me, it was the equivalent of writing a book with no title or a poem with no title. It denigrates the work as not worthy of the honor a title gives to anything.
Enjoy your fishing vacation!
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