I painted this in 2009 while I was trying to process the end of a relationship….. Trying to be philosophical about it, I suppose.
I hadn’t intended to paint this. Late one night I was gazing at Magritte’s painting online….. and I picked up a brush and I remember, I asked myself out loud, “What are you doing this for?” So strange, because there wasn’t any intention in my mind, but suddenly I was aware that my hand was moving very purposefully. It was almost like I was watching myself paint.
I find this very moving. I feel the male figure needs comforting. The thing with having their faces covered.. you know.. how well do we ever really know anyone?