Making Rain

I feel like I've largely forgotten this piece over the last week. I finished "Sun's Gone Dim" immediately after this, and thus, I suppose that its aesthetic stayed with me, inspired me to make a larger piece, and ended with me devoting most of my time to "The Year I Became a Liar."

It's really too bad to. I like this one a lot. It has a great primal energy and has this unfinished quality that I haven't really seen a whole lot of in my work. So much of the color palette is subdued yellows and the beige canvas, with black really being the only applied color that is somewhat constant across the canvas. It brings across a sketchiness that is very refreshing and almost impossible to fake. I think the watered down application of the black lines is directly responsible for this and definitely deserves another go.

As for the concept, I like the idea that it's a mass of movement...a long-exposure of sorts. A wet city street as suited businessmen scurry beneath the wind and rain between massive grey buildings. Small notions of color burst as cars whiz past, as papers flutter...it's almost a wild dance done time and time again, steps falling over steps...trips corrected and cleansed from the routine...stains and marks forgotten as they drift into past.

Making Rain...