Nothing But The Sound of Nothing
This is one of those that doesn't have a story that goes along with it. A painting, a late night and out the window there is nothing but the sound of nothing.
... Enjoy!
Showing posts with label blue. Show all posts
Showing posts with label blue. Show all posts
Monday, June 20, 2011
Saturday, December 11, 2010
Daily Keemo. 12.11.10. The Devils Blue
The Devils Blue
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The Story
These are the next two paintings in the devil series. That's right, this auction is for both of the paintings that you see here. There is no big back story on these two. Just that I was working away on the series and these two were sitting next to each other on the table drying and they looked like the belong together. So, you could say they were born this way. Anyway, here are The Devils Blue.
... Enjoy!
Monday, December 21, 2009
Daily Keemo. 12.21. Sometimes Paintings Are Just Paintings
Sometimes Paintings Are Just Paintings
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Sorry, there no story with this one. Sometimes paintings are just paintings...Enjoy!
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Daily Keemo. 10.20. The Blue Hello On Wood
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
Daily Keemo. 9.2. I Should Clarify, I Suppose
I Should Clarify, I Suppose
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This is of nobody in particular. Well, I should clarify, I suppose. It started out to be somebody in particular but when it was done it was no longer that person at all. This is not uncommon for me. No big deal. Almost everything turns out different than you plan and that is just the way things are and I don't expect painting to be any different and once you get that it makes it much easier to walk through these days and end up in a different place than you set out for... Enjoy!
Thursday, April 9, 2009
Daily Keemo. 4.9. Still A Possiblity. #1
Still A Possiblity. #1
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I was in a car accident this week. It was one of those that everyone walks from. I have heard many people say that at the moment of impact that your life flashes before your eyes. This didn't happen to me. It was more like the inside surface of the car flashing on the outside of my head. It all happens so quickly. You blink and it is over. Instead of “flashing,” I really think that is in those hours afterward that your life strolls slowly by your eyes and you think about it all, the past, the present, the future, those people in your life and out. You think how lucky you are to see your breath in the cold air while waiting for the police to arrive. You think how the pain in your neck is really nothing compared to what could have been. You think that there is nothing wrong with hitting redial on your cell phone 11 times because hearing her voice is about the only thing that matters. It is these moments that you slow and think about it all and are thankful that all of this that we do is still a possibility...Enjoy!
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
Daily Keemo. 4.8. The Future Is Being Written By Words From The Past.
The Future Is Being Written By Words From The Past
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About once a week I get an email that has subject material suggestions for future paintings. All different kinds of things. Sometimes very specific things and other times very vague things. I add them all to this big list that I keep in a notebook near to my desk. It reads a bit like those Beat writings where they would write something then cut it up and then reassemble it. One of these days I'll publish the list for kicks or maybe that will be my very last work before I finally leave this place. Anyway, looking over the list for inspiration, I decided to chose four words and see what comes from it. So, I decided on the words, "pink", "flowers", "blue"and "hangover" and this is what came of it. (I don't know why but "blue" is one of my favorite words.) So, with that said, if there are any words that you want to add to the list be sure to shoot me an email and I'll add it. It will eventually make it's way into some works of art and who knows maybe 60 years from now it will be part of my last piece of art. (I already know what the last entry is going to be but you will have to wait). With that... Enjoy!
Sunday, March 22, 2009
Daily Keemo. 3.22. When The Destination Is Irrelevant The Path To Get There Is Not
When The Destination Is Irrelevant The Path To Get There Is Not
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I was driving down the highway in the rental car with the windows down and it was 71 and my winter jacket was balled up in the passengers seat and I reached over and turned off the radio and just listened to the wind blow through the car and I was daydreaming like I always do when I am driving down the highway. The sky was a brilliant blue and the clouds where a brilliant white and everything seemed brilliant like they always do when I daydream. I drove like that for a while and then finally turned the radio back on and I skimmed through the channels and stopped at an old Kinks song and turned it up and just kept on driving...Enjoy!
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