Daily Keemo. 12.25. It Probably Doesn't Matter Anyway

It Probably Doesn't Matter Anyway
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The Story

You never know what people are going to like or dislike with a painting and one of the first lessons you learn is to just not think about it. It doesn't matter anyway. Most of us know that is true with just about everything. You do what you do and that is what you do and you never know people are going to like or dislike about it. It doesn't matter anyway.

What does all that have to do with this painting? Not much really. It was just what I was daydreaming about while painting it. That's all.

And to be honest, it probably doesn't matter anyway.

... Enjoy!

Daily Keemo. 12.22. The Dissection Of A Portrait

The Dissection Of A Portrait
(and other reasons to think about the sum)
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The Story

This is probably as close to a self portrait as I have done. Even though, after a couple of drinks I might argue that all of these are self-portraits to some degree. The strange thing is I am not wearing a green shirt, my skin is not a bright yellow (it's usually a shade of pink) and my eyes are not a firery red. The part that is the most accurate is the top of the head being wide open so that we can all peer down into it and yes, most of the time it is just plain darkness and when you reach down in there it will be a mystery what you might pull out. With all these differences though, it is the sum of these parts that make the portrait. Similar to pointillism, it's when you step back and take in the whole that it reveals itself. Also, after the above mentioned couple of drinks, I would argue that is the same for each one of us. Under a microscope our individual pieces don't reveal the secret of us. It is only the sum of the parts that reveal our mystery and display our being.

... Enjoy!

Daily Keemo. 10.19. It May Have Been Me

It May Have Been Me
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Today,
I am tired and
every
path I crossed today was
full of conflict and
I am fairly certain it may have been
me.

Today,
there are no portraits of people
only
of the cat that wanders the sidewalk
out in front of my house
and
as I watch it walk alone
and slow and
deliberate and
lazy and
disconnected,
I can't help but think
that it may just be
me.

... Enjoy!