Wednesday, April 22, 2009

Clouds Alone 18x24

There's something about this painting that smells of western wildlands. According to my wife of over two decades I reek of woodchips and sawdust. Well, she didn't really say it like that but was it a compliment? I read an article a while back that quoted a young and pretty hip-hop starlet to say she thought Bob Dylan smelled like old wood. I don't think that was a compliment but if Carmelita was comparing me to my uncle Bob than I guess I'll take it as a kindness. I'm sure if this gets back to him he'll wish the comparison was reversed...jealousy runs pretty deep in our family. Regardless, I would be flattered if someone held me in such high esteem as to compare me with old wood. Any kind of wood for that matter. Old wood, new wood, Norwegian wood...hey didn't my uncle's friend George write a song about that?

2 comments:

rahina qh said...

William, beautiful paintings. i love the translucent effect that you get in your cluds in particular. any tips? as for smells, i am not insulted if someone says i smell like a horse after i've been riding:)) r.

Mr. Puddle said...

If you compare the smell of old/new wood with the smell of old/new paper you get a mixture of the ultimate redolence...
...it all comes from the same tree. There is no comparison for either of those smells.