Hovering over the Marigolds, 12 by 16 inches oil
I have been a story teller and it feels like I was in my previous birth! Somewhere down my artistic journey I focused more on developing a style and the story telling took a back seat. But yes, basically I love to tell stories with my art and that passion is still inside though dormant! The inspiration behind this work was both the sky and the earth. I can spend hours looking at the clouds, some times hovering and some other times moving so fast that they challenge my brain to come up with stories, each shape becoming a new character! But I lost interest in the sky when I talked to the farmers working in this marigolds fields. I saw crates of marigolds just thrown all the way along the road that were obviously not sold. I could not come to terms with the idea of throwing them. I mean, how could you throw! But, yes, the farmers were beyond emotions, they sounded more practical and did not stop their relentless work. They displayed a lot of wisdom that stressed the need to go along the flow in life, this wisdom I think probably was gained by their experience. I did offer to buy the thrown ones, but it seemed against their principles to sell withered ones and my offer was promptly refused!