I was thinking about the significance of Memorial Day, and I was thinking too that those in other countries believe they are fighting for their respective freedoms. With so many fighting, thinking theirs is the just cause, we will always be remembering those who fought and died.
This is a combination of an aging actress’s face on a body builder’s body. Bizarre and garish.
Fighter A902. He’s brighter than the weather which is gray and dreary.
Using my sweet Sammie as a model.
I am slowly discovering the absurdities in Psychosurgery …, Freeman, Watts and Hunt’s book of 1942. One picture in it is a photograph of a patient’s belly. The author wonders why doctors have given her so many abdominal surgeries when what she really needs is a frontal lobotomy. This is my painting of the belly after a day’s work.
I wanted to begin adding more red to my paintings to express the anger I feel when I read about injustices, and inhumanity. Tomorrow I pick up the book Psychosurgery; intelligence, emotion and social behavior following prefrontal lobotomy for mental disorders by Freeman, Watts, and Hunt. I have also been seeking more information about the authors and found that GWU has their papers: so much more to learn and be angry about.
This painting is of a man who looks like anyone I may come across in the course of a day. I wish it were possible to know the physiognomy of evil, but despite that pseudoscience’s best efforts, no such characteristics have been defined with any accuracy. This portrait is from a photograph I came across while searching the stacks at my local public library. The book it was found in is Hooded Americanism; the first century of the Ku Klux Klan, 1865-1965 by David Mark Chalmers, 1st edition, published by Doubleday in 1965. One can read more about Hiram Wesley Evans at the Texas State Historical Association site.
Fighter in process and Flowers for Giselle:
