Telling stories this morning. I wanted to paint some abstract pieces, influenced by Bob Judge, Pollock and other abstract expressionists. Last night, I thought I’d finished this painting. So, I set it against my fireplace. As I was sitting on my couch, I noticed what looked like a face amidst the black and white brushstrokes. So, I added a few more lines, worked on the eyes, mouth, the shape of the head…and then, I had a skull in the midst of the abstract shapes. I listen to jazz while I’m working…painting or writing…that old Southern blues that I love. I think that’s where it came from. Thinking of Robert Johnson, the Afro Caribbean Voodoo…Hoodoo…stuff mingled with the music down there. (Huge influence on my writing.)
The above painting is titled “At the Crossroads…for Robert Johnson”.