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Fairuz & Me|March 6 AM
Posted on March 6, 2010 Leave a Comment
I’m at a bit of a low here with Fairuz. But I still know what I want to achieve and how to do it so I’m fine. It’s been such a struggle with her. To me, she is not like the painting of Um Kulthum, which was a literal translation from photo to painting. With […]
Fairuz & Me|March 3 PM
Posted on March 3, 2010 2 Comments
She’s beginning to come together and I’m enjoying the process again. I know what I want, it’s just going to take time. Fairuz, you must be spectacular, spectacular, SPECTACULAR.
Fairuz & Me|February 23 Morning
Posted on February 23, 2010 2 Comments
She’s driving me mad, even though I am enjoying painting her. She looks like the spawn of David Bowie and Tori Amos if they ever got together. Her mouth was so easy to sketch but painting it has proven rather difficult. I’m getting there though.
Fairuz & Me|February 22 Morning
Posted on February 22, 2010 3 Comments
She’s proving to be a little difficult. It’s very hard getting bits and pieces from one photo or another. I really need to feel her and it’s not happening yet. But it’ll come. I can’t wait to get back to my girls. At least they don’t fight back. Not like Fairuz anyway.
Fairuz & Me|February 21 Morning
Posted on February 21, 2010 Leave a Comment
When I painted Um Kulthum, it was because I was inspired by an exhibition at 360 mall to paint her and not her music or who she was. I don’t claim to have an understanding of Fairuz but I know how I feel when I see her or hear her music. She and her songs […]
Snow White Before the Apple
Posted on February 8, 2010 3 Comments
I painted Snow White Before the Apple about a year ago. I enjoyed working on it and absolutely loved it when it was done. It also looked absolutely lovely in my home and again, I was sad to part with it.
Under My Ophelia
Posted on February 8, 2010 1 Comment
My daughter’s question prompted me to search my photos of Ophelia in progress. I was shocked at the pictures I found, and flooded by a deluge of memories and emotions ranging from sadness to whimsy. The photos have made me realize how ephemeral my works, in their varioius stages, can be and why it is […]
