I finished this painting a few weeks ago. It's part of a series of paintings based on vintage, found photographs of mothers and children. I'm interested in the apparent disconnect between the experience of the child and the experience of the mother. Of course, I'm also interested in found photography in general, the idea of an event being recoded and then decontextualized. The intended meaning is perhaps lost forever, but by painting the image I have the opportunity to imbue it with my own experience and meaning. I especially love painting from vintage film because the age and quality of the film often gives the image these beautiful, unreal tonalities.
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