The prebreen was a portrait of a couple skiing. The snow put me in a Candyland frame of mind which quickly turned nightmarish when I gave the candy-cane question marks insectile millipede type legs and pincer mouths. Don't suck on them! I put lollipops in but left them looking delicous as I was eating one at the time I painted them.
When I see a skiing scene I think of old sixties movies where the guys are always trying to score at the apres-ski parties. This reminded me of a gift my mom gave me when I was 14 in an effort to nudge my sexual orientation along in the right direction. Or maybe she just took pity on the poor little shy horn-dog i that was. She gave me a book called, 'How to Pick Up Chicks.'.
As sleazy and cold-blooded and manipulative as the book was, it had some good technical advice to keep one from shooting oneself in the foot. The biggest rule that I remember was, don't talk about yourself, get her to talk about herself, and hang on every word!
Anyway, so, looking at this painting, I have this image of a woman with many beautiful eyes, and a guy who is all mouth, talking about himself in an attempt to impress her, and because, well, he hasn't read the book.
I put in a blue narrator to explain the scene, and he is so upset he cries. Male and female paper dolls circle his tongue.
PREBREEN.
.POSTBREEN.
posted by Eddie 6/26/2001 12:56:13 PM
