Babushka
oil
6 x 6
I am in third grade here, 1966, standing in front of our house in Manitowoc, Wisconsin, about to walk to school. My mother had just made me a triangular scarf, the kind every girl wore then. She took the photo that inspired this painting. I took the scarf off halfway to school… I didn’t want to look like a little babushka.
This was my neighborhood, I knew every inch of it. When I painted it, I wanted to hold onto the feeling…the story of without being literal about it. The architecture is intentionally abstract, more memory than record. It was painted within the constraints of a 6×6” format, with a limited palette and a single brush so it did not become precious.
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