This is the first shot of a series "The Black and the White Swan". As always my model does her job so well and brings passion and intensity to the picture. Her pale skin and the dead eyes, but her death is overwhelmed by the beautiful mask of the white swan, held by her hand which does not want to let all those dreams go, and even death could not take them away. This picture has deeper meanings and is intense, it spreads emotions of different kinds and reminds me of the things I love.
Phra Nang Beach, Thailand May 2010 Acrylic on Canvas, 20" x 16"
This was a wedding present for my cousin, who met her fiancé on Haad Yao Beach in Thailand. I wanted the painting to be a surprise so I used the source photo from one of their Facebook albums. It had a picture of a couple walking along that looked like they could be the happy couple, so I decided to paint it. Turns out it's actually Phra Nang Beach and the distinctive rock formation is called Happy Island. Cool! That works. As well, the translucency of the water and the natural framing of the trees, the dramatic side mountain and cloud formation makes it an appealing landscape.
The colors used are mostly to match their décor, though I used some contrasting reds and purples to add vibrancy and passion. The rainbow effect of using the entire color spectrum gives the picture a prismatic, joyful effect.
Landscapes always have to have a "path in" to lead the viewer into the picture. I like the fact that the two figures are walking into the picture, to some destination unseen. The eye goes diagonally, following the beach line left to right. The large cloud formation even seems to point towards the unseen area where the couple is headed.
Clouds and water are always my favorite things to paint. Clouds in particular because they can be interpreted in brush swirls and air currents. In these clouds, the air currents and swirls indicate something joyful and celebratory is happening. The warmth of the beach, the tranquility of the water, and the zig-zaggy shoreline make it seem like there's a perpetual stroll along a paradisiacal beach. An ongoing journey, a metaphor for life.
Another Whistler scene. This shows Main Street, Whistler Village, a fairly typical view with Blackcomb Mountain in the background and the Delta Whistler Village Suites in the foreground. Here is a photo of the scene from a slightly different angle as taken by fellow Deviant, Constrictor14.
I stopped and started this one for a while but I think it is as done as it is going to get.
Personally, having grown up on the ski hills in interior British Columbia, I always found Whistler to be slightly overrated. I'm sure it will become even more popular with the publicity from the 2010 Olympics. However, if you like miles-long ski runs and fewer crowds, Id recommend Sun Peaks or Big White. Nonetheless, Whistler Village is a charming place full of bright little buildings nestled against snowy slopes.
I did this one for myself to match and uplift my mostly mundane black, white, and beige décor at home. This painting is a blend of my two styles: one of whimsical personification and the other of textural abstraction. The cranes are the most lifelike elements in this painting because the cranes are an omnipresent feature in Vancouver, particularly in East Van. You see them from every street and every level in every building. They're huge and easily personified. Many people think they look like an orange-red version of the Star Wars snow walkers.
Vancouver was built on industry. Much of the reverential sculptures around False Creek pay tribute to our industrial past, even though most people would just as soon that past never existed. It took years for False Creek to recover from the industrial sludge that killed most of the wildlife. But in the "Hope" category, False Creek now gets visiting whales looking for food!
Still. It's a hard thing to look back on our industrial past with our present environmental view and not feel squeamish. I remember working for a certain forestry processing place that determined water was okay to re-enter the ecosystem if they threw 20 salmon into the recovery pool and three of those salmon lived. Three.
That said, this one was done with a sort of fossilized texture on the city of Vancouver. The sails look like bones, the cracks in the sky appear to be years of washed-over grime. Meanwhile, the orangey-red cranes persist in chromatology, vibrance, and motion.