These repainted works restored the white primer around the latex gloves, because of light discolouration. The white oil paint absorbed the yellow light, so I used a quick drying acrylic the over these 'light damaged areas'. Delicately not to over paint the centre piece. I now love it in my bedroom and which developed the interior space to reflect my practice; I also painted the walls green, which contrast.
This was a first year piece from 2018, it was about climate change. I rendered snow cap mountains which look as though they are melting ice caps. Which comment on our effect on global warming. I am always critical about society's norms and values and change to distribute wealth and destruction.
During foundation year at The Royal Drawing School, sculpture was paramount, this was the head. The class with, Robert Fawcett, was a very engaging and scientific project, one which I will never forget, like many of his art classes.
I think our creative psychology, are most capable of remembering. I may have gone a little over board with the paint job, but I couldn't resist the humour has captured, poor old Moses here...
The final 'attempt', rather, a going over of wet paint into wet paint to adjust the faces features. You'll see in the portfolio that I decided it looked more like my cleaner did before the outbreak started. A tribute to my cleaner Iwana lol
My sister India is like a biological twin, only she's not actually, 3 years younger and female. So it was a rather exciting way of interpreting her face from my own, because of social distancing, she refused to sit for any length of time.
Instead of calling a portrait painting a portrait. I see this work on a tablet as a sort of perfect environment, where all your mistakes are exposed. Knowledge or just steady handedness, this still doesn't look like me; because my friend began to claim it was him.