Doris Jane
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3 ft. x 3 ft.
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thesnakeandiandthebutterfly 
It looks scary. Does it say "TRUTH" across her face?
That's strong.Who is Doris Jane – sorry 'bout my ignorance.
Its your Mom. A painting from the photo.
TRUTH…I think I get it. Your mother's unhappy childhood? A painting from the inside out?
She looks sad.
is the choice of two different eye colors like the two sides of a coin?is her truth related to depression ?
Hmmmm….lots of questions to think about. Like all the questions I had when doing some genealogy research and all the questions I had going through my head while painting this. This was painted on a 2nd hand canvas bought at a garage sale. Actually, the lady I bought it from had it sitting by the garbarge can along with a bunch of others. I bought a bunch of paint from her and she gave me the canvases. It had gesso all over it in raised drips and mounds, making a very highly textured surface with many colors of paint spattered all over. I did not see the word 'truth' until a few days later. The canvas was sitting in my bedroom and I had gone to bed then started to get up again because I left the bathroom light on. I sat on the edge of the bed just staring because the light made shadows where the letters were on the spattered painting. That's when I knew I had to paint my mom. Darko: Yes, it does look a bit scary, especially the right side.Allan: I used an old photo of my mom from 1941. In the photo, she is 12 but in the left half of the painting I made her look about 20 and the right half much older.Clance: You got it right.Carol: Yes, she seemed sad all of her life. SummerAngel: Yes, it is. Angeliki: Actually it is related to the 'truth' I will never know. In a way, the word is more of a question than a statement. When doing the genealogy research, I found many conflicting stories. Some fit together, others did not. There are a few other paintings I've done of her in the past five years but have not photographed them yet.
I'm sorry.
I think it's fascinating
Carol: Thank you but no need to be sorry. She was much happier later in life and seemed to blossom after my dad died even though she had lymphoma. She loved us three kids and her five grandkids. She was our biggest fan. Allan: Yes, the whole story was fascinating. But I've accepted the fact that I'll never have all the puzzles to her story.
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Nice to see you Nevin.:love: Thanks everyone. :heart:
You are welcome. :heart:
You have a great weekend ahead Lady Pam 🙂
No problem Lea. I was gone half the day anyway.
:sherlock: :flirt: sorry for delayed in commenting Lady Pam. Am having problem with ma' mobile 😉
My friend Pam, for me it is a pleasure. :love: With all my heart my friend. :up: :love: :heart: :heart:
I REALLY, really like this. The colour you choose say so much and the whole tone around the eyes make you wounder what she see when she look into you. I dont see her sad in her self but what she see i sadness i not sure if you get that but kinda strange, but damn i really love it, the whole sky in background and grass reminds me of this very old painting i saw once in book by this german inpression artist witch made me feel creepy. This is so cool
Mel: I just realized the grass isn't in the painting! I sat the painting in the grass against a tree in the yard to photograph it. I should have had my glasses on when cropping it. 😆 But then, again, maybe I should paint grass in the painting! Someting to think about. Thank you. Yes, I understand exactly what you mean. A very different approach to it. Her mother died when she was young which broke her heart, her father virutally ignored her and her step-mother hated her and treated her badly. Other things happened too that I won't go into. So, I think you're partly right in that she was sad in what she saw, but also in what she felt. Nevin: My pleasure too.
Have a good trip Lady Pam. Hope you will take more beautiful photograph 🙂
I'm off again on a short road trip. This time to the Veteran's Cemetary in Cave Creek, Arizona to visit my parent's grave site. Then out to lunch with family.See you all later.
:up: :love: With all my heart my friend, you and are family goodways. I hope see you again. I will missing you honey. :flirt:
This is GREAT! Pam., a life itself. Pure heart for the love of art. Deep yet bright, echoes the moments of your past. I can feel your soul. It's alive.
Thanks Lamberto. You gave me goosebumps. "a life itself" and "echoes the moments of your past"Two very profound statements. Yes, this painting makes me stop and think back every time I look at it.
Thanks Scott. You're right. No sugar coating here.
it's a very honest painting. there's no sugar coating here. i like it. it's stunning; it's deep.
You're right Graham and that's what I was hoping for when deciding to paint her on top of all the texture and chaotic paint spatters underneath. Thank you.
Thank you. Yes, she was a much stronger and happier person the latter part of her life.
Wow, So moving. A life of conflict and pain but also remarkable inner strength. :up: :happy:
This painting really makes me think. I like the fact that the words truth appeared. Very interesting! :up:
Thanks. It makes me think a lot too.
Wow Pam. This is powerful stuff. I like it. A painting is a strong communicator, when you can hold that span of time, inside the frame. Has your mother seen the painting?
It looks like an old frescoe. :up: :up: :up:
Thanks Nic. No she never saw the painting. I painted it several years after she'd passed away. I think she would have liked it though. Ed, it kinda does look like its painted on layers of plaster doesn't it. But it's just thickly textured gesso.
I've been here a few times today to look at this painting. I've also asked myself "Why do I keep coming back to look at this painting?" I have only part of the answer. It's haunting. Not in a scary kind of way, but in a ….I don't have the words to express it yet. I'll be back.
I love it! :yes:
lovinmalamutes: This is the old photo I used for the painting:http://my.opera.com/PainterWoman/albums/showpic.dml?album=525223&picture=7244318Henry: Thank you!:happy:
I read your comment and have responded.
Pam, I left a comment with the photo you sent me to look at. I hope you will get what I'm trying to relate. I usually have no problem with words but this painting hits me deeper than words can explain!
To be able to paint a picture is one thing To capture the essence of the person is another. You've most certainly done that!!! 😀
That's what I was hoping to do. Thanks Lovinmalamutes.
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WOW! Pam, this is a very striking and poignant piece from beginning to end to the continuation. Well done, Pam! Really very strong work! :up:
Thank you for your nice words Cynthia. I really appreciate them.
You're welcome, Pam. 🙂