Acrylics on Masonite, 20 x 15 cm:
The Japanese call it wabi-sabi: the beauty of imperfection, and of old, used and withered things. Everyone (except perhaps very rich people?) seem to get it intuitively, which is why still life paintings are so often filled with such old things. One wonders then why, in the west, billions upon billions of dollars are spent annually in an attempt to make ourselves look younger more perfect.
Acrylics on Masonite, 15 x 10 cm:
I cheated a bit for this one, using a photo instead of the traditional mirror. But I made a point of staring intently into the camera, as happens when using a mirror, to create that typical staring self-portrait look.
Acrylics on Masonite, 15 x 20 cm:
I grew up in the rural boondocks, right next to train tracks, which is perhaps why trains have fascinated me all my life. I am not, by any stretch of the imagination, one of those train spotters who can tell you the make, model and origin of every train, but I always love watching them. Perhaps just about time for me to finally paint one too.
