katherine's paintings
Project 27
20X33
Acrylic on Canvas
2008
This painting is my first and so far only large scale painting. It is still unfinished. After countless creeped out friends I painted a more human like face as a temporary solution until I decide exactly how I will finish it. This painting repersents ones tendacy to hold onto matters of the heart and how alone and lost it can make us feel even with the sun or 'spirit of god' shining unto us. Eventually as we grow we let go of these matters but they always stay with us, hence the dying hearts floating in the sky, or maybe one sees them as escaping her hold. Ideally I want to give off an uncomfortable feeling of sadness contrasting the happy cartoonish colours and positive symbols (heart, sun)
It has been debated whether or not the drawing of people without eyes can accurately portray anything of meaning as the eyes are the windows of the soul. It invokes a disturbing feeling I find for most people, and frequently I am asked to defend how I could use such a technique and expect a response from my pictures. I argue by casting the eyes in dark shadows I am able to depersonify the character in itself and leave it up to a broader interpertation using the environment to provide an in depth look into the soul of the viewer.
Margaret
10X11
Oil on Posterboard
2005

Ok, this one is just creepy. Margaret started off as a "paint doodle" and it turned into this face showing an expression that really doesnt make any sense or invoke any feeling, almost like she was going to say something and is now trapped in the canvas. I like the colours in it, maybe one day she'll recieve eyes. Or a bow.
Emo Whale
10X11
Acrylic on Posterboard
2008

Being the mature adult I am I had a giant depressed stuffed whale that I dragged with me everywhere, Unfortunalely after several attempts of folding him in half and stuffing him in a gym bag he was abandoned in the Rocky Mountains.
Makeshift Table
6X6
Acrylic on Crappy Cardboard
2008
Toaster Fantasy
Acrylic on Canvas
10X11
2008

I recently returned from Banff where I shared a very small space with others. A bath was the only true place one could escape so when I moved home and found an apartment that only had a bath I jumped on it. Little did I know the serenity of bathing vs showering would soon give into an unavoidable daily nuisance.
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