Oil on museum quality ampersand Gessobord panel 5' x 7"One of the nice things about moving, if you are a pack rat like me, is you have an excuse to look through all the boxes and storage bins in the basement, attic and studio once again. It really is like Christmas. Phrases like "Hey, I've been looking for this," "Oh wow, I forgot I had one of these" etc., etc, spring to the lips. I am getting marginally better at editing out the true dreck from the "I might find a use for this someday." While foraging in the bowels of the cellar recently I came across a treasure trove of old photos from my theatre days. I thought it might be fun to stroll down memory lane and paint a mime once again. This is a young Tom Casciero from the Towson Mime Troupe putting on classic white face.
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I'm speechless, Mark! (sorry :^) A striking image, beautifully painted, as always.
A mime is a terrible thing to waste. {;-)>
Thanks, Don.
WOW. this is a wonderful painting and so small, how in the world do you do it?
Thanks, Delilah. 3 hours of gently pushing paint with a blending brush. I pulled out the old opti-visor on this one, too. See? Nothing to it. lol
Stunning work yet again, Mark. I LOVE this one...everything about it. Only 3 hours??? Boy - I have painter's envy right now!!!
Thanks, Joanne.
I'm sure you have peeked at my main website: www.markadamsstudio.com. You can see that I had years of practice painting mimes and dancers The ones on the site are but a tip of the iceberg. I'm glad you like it.
Dad, I love it!
I had fun telling JP about the first time I met this fun Mime, when he flew me around the back alley of Stafford Road pretending to be Superman. This really brings me back. What a great choice and skillfully done.
Another week or so and I'll be strapping Jonahven to the front of me and painting into the wee hours.
A delightful baby he is indeed...
he already sleeps through the night!
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Thanks, Holly.
I don't know if it is apocryphal but I seem to remember you waking up to find a hungover mime, still in whiteface passed out in the upper bunk of your bunkbed. Not Tom, I think it was "uncle" Vince. Ah, the good old days.
Yes... I do remember this. A slightly smeared white face too. Funny I hadn't thought of that in decades.
What an amazing and fun childhood I had, I am so lucky to have been raised in a life filled with culture and color.
Nice to see you working in figures again too. All of your recent works are filled with passion and zest, I am glad the muse returned after her long holiday.
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Fascinating piece; very interesting face and so well-done. Another instant hit, I believe!
I loved your comments about finding stuff in boxes. It is the reason I refuse to move again.
It's the reason I keep moving.
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MARAVILLOSOOOOOOOOO
Grazie, Liliana
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