I wait, I wait

"I wait, I wait, between the wall and the bitter medicine in the glass"

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"I wait, I wait, perhaps for the dreams that come so close to me now"

 

The title of this series is borrowed from Anna Kavan, her short story, Asylum Piece II.  Initially I was playing with the Brown and Gray acrylic paintings from the late 1960's by Mark Rothko. So simple and yet impossible to replicate what they evoke. Whilst I have tried acrylics, I prefer to stay with oils, and I like the tooth of the canvas to show. I also don't want these to feel finished. 

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I wait, the tension between a hope, an expectation, and a weight of fatalism as to what is likely to occur, but as yet has not. There is optimism in leaving these so basic, for something more to come and make them complete. 

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This series has lead into another in early development, the title again borrows from an author, Amy Hempel. One of her short stories makes brief mention of the "horror of longing", which is a negative view on this more optimistic series.