A long time ago now, 2008 I believe, I created a little collage called "And Suddenly the Multitude Turned Their Heads." It was filled with silhouettes. The same Person, a stand in, anonymous. Shortly after I finished it, I tried to make a painting from the collage. This was when I was out at Evergreen Studios in Redmond, back at the beginning of this blog, of this time, of this process. I was really quite lonesome then, hadn't quite found what I now call The Village, although I had met a couple of them.
Back to the painting. I failed. Miserably. The painting defeated me. The silhouettes looked dumb, the patterns looked dumb, the palette, everything. Dumb.
Fast forward to now. I was commissioned to complete a big mural for Visit Bend, to be installed in, guess where? Tin Pan Alley. (I think that Visit Bend doesn't realized how much time I spend in this alley). When thinking about what I was going to do for this piece, it became obvious to me that I needed to present The Village. The failed painting from 2008 immediately came back to me. But this time, instead of imaginary silhouettes, I gathered the people of the village one by one and captured them (well, as many as I could fit. I need a bigger canvas). Now I am filling in the silhouettes with their "them-ness." My dear Alicia (of Howl) is being represented by her favorite Pendleton Wool Pattern that she used for many of her creations. The Lovely Cyr is becoming a golden sea, a golden ocean. Sarah McMurray has a peacock pattern, much like her most beautiful tattoo. James Ryan will have a grid of compass shapes. One is a beehive, one is vintage floral wallpaper. All of them have their chins lifted, gazing to the sky.
Of course I had to wait to do this painting, of course.
And I have titled it: The Day We All Looked Up.
Now, Back to work. I am working on a Deadline Now. Oops.