October 2015: Sundowners
It's the shape of the empty canvas that first captures my eye, then composition brushed dark with a heavy brush. Pattern, color and ideas usually file in late to make themselves known...and suddenly I see Sundowners.
I don't attend the anatomy of the flower, nor do I pay attention to the color. It would be a distraction to have a living specimen in my studio insisting I be precise. It's more about the drifter, who arrives at dusk seeking food and lodging. It's about the dementia that rises to the surface more pronounced in the late evening. Or maybe it's about the habitual cocktail that waits for the five o'clock chime: permission to imbibe.
A significant, wise and trusted person in my life summed it up beautifully: It's never really about the flowers, is it?
©Dale Fairbanks Oil on canvas 18" x 30"
Photography by Gary Langhammer Studio