Here's the story. I haven't been able to do artwork for a few months, and I'm trying to get back in the saddle. It's always a bit dicey. I'm rusty, and at the same time I'm determined that I simply must try to do something new and different. (Sigh. Always with the "musts"). I've been posting a lot of my older collage work on Instagram and it got me thinking that I'd like to try to combine my portraits with my collage. I've done lots of painting on collage in the past, but not the portraits per se, and not with black ink dripping and/or spreading-into-the-paper. If you follow me. It was usually very tight line work done with white ink on top of the collage.
So I got started, and I glued some pieces from an old map to the paper I usually use for ink portraits. Then came the question... who do I want to paint? I have a cache of photos of people I want to paint, but none of them felt right. Frankly, I wanted someone with a lot of hair, and I came up with Dolly Parton. She's never been a particular favourite of mine... she just happened to fit the bill. Sorry Dolly.
Yesterday was Day 2 of working on Dolly, and I decided I should just finish the damn thing as I wasn't going to get the results I was after. I thought I would listen to some Dolly Parton on my computer while doing so. I wanted to listen to her bluegrass recordings, but the first thing I came across was a clip where I discovered that Dolly Parton wrote "I Will Always Love You", which I only knew as a Whitney Houston hit. I watched Dolly Parton explain that she had written it for Porter Wagoner when he was being a dick about her leaving his TV show and breaking out on her own, then found a clip of her singing it on his show in 1974. I was surprised! New respect for Dolly!
I then went back to searching for bluegrass recordings, and found a playlist. But you know how youtube playlists can be. It started out with bluegrass, but soon I found myself listening to some seriously melodramatic schlock, and discovered that Dolly has (or developed?) a habit of falling into whispering at pertinent junctures, ie, when she wants to point out that "here is where you should start to cry". And I simply cannot abide by that. I continued to paint for a while, but with loud exclamations of "Oh my God! NO!" For some reason, as an antidote, I switched immediately to Perfume Genius.
What a roller-coaster ride! Respect for Dolly! Disdain for Dolly! Surely the truth lies somewhere in between. And she did help me out with the hair and all.