Finished the most recent in the Lawn Chair series, The Horror. Flashing back to the stories we share when we’re with family and friends, some more palatable then others. . Coming from a large family, webbed lawn chairs were ubiquitous—they were at every family gathering, little league game, picnic, concert in the park—whenever friends and family gathered, the lawn chairs were there. In this series, the chairs take on a life of their own, superseding their function, as they bear witness to the more subtle undercurrents of the dynamics of those gatherings.
This piece was a bit of a change in technique, with oil over a pretty well developed acrylic underpainting (vs. Judgy, also in this series which is completely in oil).
