Small Comfort - a series of paintings in progress

When You Run the Gamut, You're really not Going Anywhere, oil on canvas, 30 x 24 inches


Sus said...

Mary, it looks like the light is disintegrating. Like the tissue is caught in light.
How beautiful!

There must be something in the air. every artist I know is restless.

mary klein said...

Thanks so much, Sus!

You put your finger on it - there is a certain restlessness in the air these days. Could it be more than just springtime?

btw - I've really been enjoying your CI08 posts. Looking forward to more.

Steven LaRose said...

I've been trolling my usual haunts, tired of reading, looking for a kick in the butt, and I did not expect to find my highlight here. Sweet. I am so glad this curve hit me.

I wonder if it would have been as powerful if you hadn't of posted all the ones before? I can't tell. It is as if you set me up with one methodical shaggy dog story. . .


That is a winner.

I'd trade just about anything I've got for that one.

mary klein said...

I'm so glad you like it, Steven! Thank you for stopping by and for leaving such a nice comment.

I see this is up on your blog now - not sure how you do that but I'm very honored nonetheless. Thank you again for your kind response.