I found a pebble with the most beautiful imperfect concentric rings, an endless loop of harmony. It’s in my studio. I wanted to paint how those rings feel to me. They reminded me of a particular childhood memory, of my father trying to teach my sisters and I how to skim pebbles. My sisters and I searched for perfect smooth pebbles and tried to imitate his deft sideways throw.
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ripple ripple ripple
Acrylic, ink, pastel, conte crayon on raw canvas. Hand-stretched on museum-grade stretchers, the painting extends over the edges. Signed on reverse and ready to hang.
80x50cm
€860
