I said I'd have some new cloudageness for y'all and, well, here it is. Texas sky-inspired back lit beauties are a real joy to paint. Yes, this is my one concession to romanticism and if they weren't fun to make (as well as to look at) I don't think all the tea in China together with all their under aged, genetically bred Olympians could get me to make romantic art. That said, I will admit I'm a bit of a sucker for glory and beauty in all their fantastical wonder...as found in the natural world. Conversely, there is not much in the "unnatural" world that floats my boat. The virtual world of electro-pseudo fun and reality would be that of the XBox 360 and wii. The kids have tried to get me to play the Guitar Hero program. I did it once. When the Kinks (and I ) were jammin' on You Really Got Me and (we) broke into Dave Davies lead guitar solo I went running up the neck as if it were a real guitar, flash-backin' all the way to my first high school band. Well, needless to say, there are no frets, or strings, (buttons) "up the neck" on the gizmo so I just about did a Pete Townsend (The Who) and smashed that baby to smithereens. I saw The Who in concert right after Keith Moon died. My friend Tony B. wore a black headband and armband for two weeks till his mourning was complete. We were in nosebleed seats and could barely see the stage through the cloud that settled over the auditorium about fifteen rows down from us. I can't remember if Pete smashed his guitar that night or not but Teenage Wasteland was a memorable song and unfortunately, for most of the people there, an accurate one. I plan to do a larger version of G-L-O-R-I-A real soon so stay tuned. PS. No guitars were mangled in the making of this painting.
