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Published: 2011-09-13 21:12:51 +0000 UTC; Views: 2054; Favourites: 32; Downloads: 0
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O what has become of Millicent Frastley?
Is there any hope that sheβs still alive?
Why havenβt they found her? Itβs rather ghastly
To think that the child was not yet five.
The dear little thing was last seen playing
Along by herself at the edge of the park;
There was no one with her to keep her from straying
Away in the shadows and oncoming dark.
Before she could do so, a silent and glittering
Black motor drew up where she sat nibbling grass;
From within came a nearly inaudible twittering,
A tiny green face peered out through the glass.
She was ready to flee, when the figure beckoned;
An arm with two elbows held out a tin
Full of cinnamon balls; she paused; a second
Reached out as she took one, and lifted her in.
- The Insect God, by Edward Gorey
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Suits the illustration perfectly!
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That's what I thought! I was surprised it wasn't fanart.
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This is actually unsettling. Great work in making me feel that way.
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this is like the kind of creepy illustration found in a childrens story book from decades ago, seen in childhood and never forgotten..
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Hehe... Thanks!
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One of my favourites of yours yet, Dan! I seriously would love a print of this.
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Really? Thanx! What is it about it that you like so much.
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The atmosphere and the mood you created here is just too much for words. Though, I'll try my best. How it seems to me is like the woman doesn't care much for her baby, but at the same time, feels some what responsible for him/her. This painting makes it seem like she wanted to go out for a smoke, but remembered that she had to stay with the baby, so she had to make a compromise and bring the baby with her. Thus capturing this image here.
I love how you have the mothers back turned to the audience, instantly impersonalizing her from the viewer. Also the expression on the cricket-esque creatures face is perfect. I don't know if you were going for this, but it makes it look like parenting has gone to crap, and parents are just letting their kids get taken by the sins of the world. Either way, a brilliant piece, perfectly done.
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Haha... Good interpretation. Thank you.
"I don't know if you were going for this, but it makes it look like parenting has gone to crap, and parents are just letting their kids get taken by the sins of the world"
I think this was part of the message that I was going for, but I was also thinking about how things like nicotine and other materialistic obsessions/addictions makes us neglect certain things. We are always gazing off into the distance thinking about what we want to have next instead of focusing on what we have now as we are always slaves under some kind of influence... In this case the influence is nicotine, but it could just as well be a mother trying out clothes in clothingstore in a mall that kinda loses track of her baby because she's starring into the mirror as a predator of some sorts takes her baby.
Haha... I don't really know why I do these kinda of paintings. I always feel like I have to violate something. Take the cute and naive and put it through dirt and pain, give it a dose of harsh reality. I think it's because that's how I see life being most of the time and when I feel like I'm alone in doing so, I try to impose this "truth" on others by way of my paintings.
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"I think it's because that's how I see life being most of the time and when I feel like I'm alone in doing so, I try to impose this "truth" on others by way of my paintings."
Which you are completely right in doing so. Nicotine does effect judgement and attitude. I believe all forms of art, but mostly the visual arts, should have some form of message behind it. Whether it be a more frivolous or silly message, (e.g. My most recent one "Initiation") or a more serious and "real life" message such as "Neglect". I think it is the messages behind the paintings that really make them. Something can be technically beautiful, but if it does not have a meaning, then what more are we to do with it then look, admire for a minute, then walk off; none the better for the experience.
As for you painting about how innocence gets violated in this world, I think its true. But again, I don't think its all about that, I think there is some hope, Perhaps if you continued on your path of painting this, yet added a ray of hope, it would add so much more. For what is evil without good? I believe good can sit on its own, and not require anyone or anything, for good is just that. However, evil without good is nothing, because it takes away the contrast that makes it seem so evil.
Just some of my thoughts
Cheers for the reply, and keep up the painting.
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It's kinda tricky because that painting that doesn't mean anything to you and me might actually have deep and sigificant meaning to someone else. Right now I am doing a commissioned painting of a specifik kind of bird and all I do is paint straight from a photo and it doesn't mean anything to me, but that particular kind of bird might evoke some kind of emotional reference in the person who has commissioned me to paint it.
I very seldom set out to send a specifik message, but as I explained before, I think I have a need to communicate my thoughts and feelings in my paintings. Sometimes I know what I'm doing and what I people to see and sometimes it's not clear to me until I reflect on it after it's done.
Hehe... Of course I don't think the whole world is rotten and forsaken. But as you say, there is no evil without good and vice versa. They are both needed to define each other in order to exist as relative values. If it wasn't for the fact that people around me seem to be enjoying life and feeling good, then I wouldn't feel alone and isolated and paint these things as a result. I feel a need to shove these things in peoples faces as well as my own, because it's not until I "excorcise" these feelings into a painting that I feel that hope and get a better sense of my own worth. It's a mix between self-loathing, low self-esteem, a romantic longing to be seen and loved and a small ember-like hope of better things/places that I carry through the process of my paintings and my everyday life. Allthough, I really am not this broody and depressing in real life.
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