Back in 2009 I had my first-ever solo show at Polychrome Fine Arts in Victoria, BC. I was painting these long, flow-y things that were kind of freaking me out, because they weren't like anything I had ever done before. It was a struggle to allow myself to paint in a style that practically felt like anathema to me at the time. I am learning these days that the brain is rarely to be believed.
Anyhoo, those paintings comprised my solo show. The one shown above was painted from a picture of my father when he was a young man, and the photo of it was lost, until today. It alone among that group of paintings is made up almost entirely of (imitation) gold leaf, and it was purchased very quickly by my friend Katy. I have seen it in the flesh a few times, and I always exclaim, "I must get a picture of that one!" Well, that's no longer necessary. Here it is. Here he is.
The photo is a little uneven, light-wise, but it will have to do. I miss this painting. I'm in there somehow.
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