Jim, that's gorgeous. The colors are incredible. Nothing like snoozing on the porch while being serenaded by froglike beings. Anon, artists direct a kind of aggression towards reality as they create their own versions of it. "We artists are indestructible. Even in a prison cell or concentration camp I would be almighty in my own world of art, even if I had to paint my pictures with my wet tongue on the dusty floor of my cell." - Pablo Picasso
Are the froghorns singing, or are they inhaling? Perhaps they absorb noise, feeding on the kinetic energy of your words, which die echoing in their deepest involutions.
The Monarch on the Hill looks surprised to see us. Or is it horrified by something behind us?
beautiful!
ReplyDeleteJim, that's gorgeous. The colors are incredible. Nothing like snoozing on the porch while being serenaded by froglike beings.
ReplyDeleteAnon, artists direct a kind of aggression towards reality as they create their own versions of it. "We artists are indestructible. Even in a prison cell or concentration camp I would be almighty in my own world of art, even if I had to paint my pictures with my wet tongue on the dusty floor of my cell." - Pablo Picasso
It is nice to see a color version of this piece. There is something very comforting about seeing our friends at rest while the world keeps working.
ReplyDeleteAre the froghorns singing, or are they inhaling? Perhaps they absorb noise, feeding on the kinetic energy of your words, which die echoing in their deepest involutions.
ReplyDeleteThe Monarch on the Hill looks surprised to see us. Or is it horrified by something behind us?
Just what was needed - thank you Mr Woodring.
ReplyDeleteGood post.
ReplyDeleteIs this hinting at another Jim & Bill collaboration?
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