Strange Days Indeed 2005
I came across this piece while searching for images for the request mentioned in yesterday’s post. It’s called Strange Days Indeed and is a small work on paper, measuring only 5″ by 7.5″, from 2005. This painting always catches my eye. The rhythm of the rolling fields flows so effortlessly into the blowing leaves of the red tree above that it makes the whole piece feel in motion. It has a real ease about it that makes the sight of a blue sun in the sky seem almost natural.
When I looked at it yesterday, I wondered where it was now and how its owner looked at the painting. Did they even see that blue sun and if so, how did their mind rationalize it, make it translate as normal? Or did they see it and enjoy the oddity of it set against the scene below? When I look at it now, even though I can see and recognize that the blue sun is out of the ordinary, it is indistinguishable in my mind from any other representation of a sun that I might incorporate in a painting.
For me, the strange thing is that others do as well. But I wonder about this painting and its owner. What is the primary thing they see when they look at it?
Redtree Times 