I have an affinity for pink plastic flamingos.
Once upon a time in the tracks of a dark Alaskan winter, a flock of borrowed pink plastic flamingos delivered me out of a severe case of Seasonal Affective Disorder. I turned an early spring art opening of my work into an exotic and tropical gala of birds of like feather. It was surprising to discover the rather large number of people in 50 degrees below zero Fairbanks who actually had plastic pink flamingos available to shine and show off amid large bird-of-paradise flower arrangements. My sympaticos and I outfitted ourselves in neon-colored glitter, sandals, and bangle bracelets. It was a particularly memorable art opening.
Although I have not adorned my own Florida slice of paradise with plastic flowers (not yet anyway), I admit also to a strong affinity with the obnoxious and bitter Yellows, the neon Greens, and the discordant marriage of Pinks and Oranges - saturated colors that startle the eye, tucked in among lush banana plants and lady finger palms.
I have on my mind a series of Florida Kitsch paintings. This is the first.
Florida Kitsch: Pink Flamingos and Plastic Flowers
©Dale Fairbanks Oil on canvas 54" x 84"
Photography by Gary Langhammer Studio