When painting feels like working with flesh

I’m taking this painting into an entirely different direction.

When I’m working with planes of color, there’s a solidity to the shape.

There’s a heft, there’s a weight — it’s almost like flesh. I feel like I’m working with flesh when I’m painting.

There’s this sense, too, that the plane of color doesn’t stay in line. It doesn’t stay in the lines, but rather pushes through the lines.

It’s has dimension. It has texture. It has weight.

And I also feel a little bit like, I’m tripping. When I’m done painting I look at the world and it looks different — I am seeing colors more brightly and there is a push and pull to everything. 

Paint Process from June 23rd, 2024.
Hudson Valley, New York

 


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Holly hails from an illustrious lineage of fortune tellers, yogis, folk healers, troubadours and poets of the fine and mystical arts. Shape-shifting Tantric Siren of the Lunar Mysteries, she surfs the ebbs and flows of the multiverse on the Pure Sound of Creation. Her alchemy is Sacred Folly — revolutionary transformation through Love, deep play, Beauty, and music.

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