Acrylic on canvas
Signed on the back.
In this vivid canvas, I've unleashed a dance of color and emotion, blending expressionism with pop art's boldness. Acrylic and spray mingle, forming a figure that embodies the duality of stillness and movement, like a flame's reflection on water. This piece is a visual symphony, a semi-abstract representation of resilience and grace, a powerful statement sure to breathe dynamic energy into any space.
To find my subjects I seek images and themes gleaned from several popular culture and classical sources. The original image for this painting was taken during a photoshoot in Mataranka, Bitter Springs, in the Northern Territory. I was taken with the beautiful reflections of my model just underneath the water. I have named it after a line in the poem "When she dances" by Jennifer Highland. I'm always looking for positive motives to uplift and enrich women's and girls' lives - encouraging them to live braver and more fulfilled lives with strong bold poses.
As with most of my paintings, I have painted in layers. The background uses action painting (expressionistic) techniques - pouring, dripping, splashing paint and involving my body in the painting process rather than just the paintbrush. The figure was created using contemporary art pop art techniques and stencils, and a further layer of hand painting brought the foreground and background together.
Currently, the painting is not stretched and will be delivered to you in a roll. This carries a reduced carbon footprint and offers a safer way to transport such a large piece to you. The canvas size measures 214cm x 150cm - once the piece is stretched the size of the painting will be 194cm x 130cm x 4cm.
Here is Jennifer's poem for your enjoyment.
When She Dances
She is peacock feather and cockatiel
She is honey dripping from the comb
She is water buffalo planting her feet
She is the whole forest swaying
She is the spiral pulse of smoke
She is the wave that ambushes the shore
She is glacier thundering into the bay
She is the whole forest falling
She is the quiver deep in the frog's throat
She is pollen rising like mist
She is candle flame over water
She is the whole forest singing
Β© Jennifer Highland 2015