Vintage Lollipops

Nearly abandoned two years ago, it's taken countless hours of awkward and uncomfortable positioning on studio floors, Twister-like stretching and several long days with even longer nights, but a few months ago I finally finished my 4-ft x 5-ft wood panel Ghostship Mermaid mural that I first started in 2011. A triumphant victory dance later ensued. This painting ( seen here ) was one of my first attempts with oil and well, one of my first attempts with regard to art in any capacity. When I sat down to simply "finish wood carving the scales" it quickly evolved into a daunting yet rewarding progression of the entire piece... and I couldn't be happier with the result.  

Still taking time to pursue the many adventures of photography... here's a glimpse into an upcoming collection.

~Fishtail braids and fishtails~ I started this piece about six months, diligently worked like a relentless machine, and somehow managed to complete 90% of it in the first five days. On the other hand, the scale detailing remains an entirely differently story. One of which resonates a certain, "Sooooo, when do you plan on finishing the mermaid?" that has evidently become a mainstay phrase in my family. Ahem, Alex. Re-posting my poem ... They stood at the root of the water’s edge, staring into salty rings of white and vine, Thinking of Rachel. She died last year, when the tides were cold and weary. They won’t go there.   It didn’t seem fair to still love something so beautiful without knowing why. Tattered lace and tiny fingers rest the delicate surface that is creviced by time and wiser than yesterday.  But to love at all seemed to shift the clouds caught in current. Slowly. Softly.   Everything is plagued by the shadows of memory and smells of dusty orange peels. ...