Sunday, June 05, 2011

the coming of summer

I was always curious about how I would end up painting summer. And this is what I came up with. My aunt said he looks like a Polish boy standing on a beach somewhere in the Mediterranean. As he turns his back to the sun and eats a huge corn he realizes that his skin is burning. And, yes, I remember, summer sometimes does feel exactly like that. It burns your skin without you even realizing until you're finished with your corn. 
Acrylic on canvas, 35x45 cm.
 Portishead "Strangers"