The Fireworks burst and I'm kicking up dust

Here we have the finished product. My first finished piece for When She Was Bad (opens 2011).

Title: Dirt and Devil-May-Care (SOLD)

Medium: acrylic on cradled board, photographic transfer, toy gun cap-ring.

Size: 16" X 20"

Inspired by the original photo, a cap-ring and a poem of the same name.

Dirt and Devil-May-Care

by Teena Marie Fancey

Strike the match and I am already in flames
The hiss of ignition and I’m burning alive
Turning sweat into steam and I swear to God

We had ‘Once upon a time’ then we jumped to the middle
Skimming, skipping, looking for the good parts
Caught up in pulp, we see truths in the fiction

What kind of salvation is on your tongue?
You lay a hand as you pass and I want to be saved
Feed me your body, blood and a crust of bread

Words and winds and my fate is struck
The fireworks burst and I’m kicking up dust
Dirt and Devil-may-care and be damned

When the sparks fly I am so good at being bad
The fireworks burst and I’m kicking up dust

Dirt and Devil-may-care and be damned

Dirt and Devil-May-Care

This is my all time favourite photograph in my vast collection of old photos. It magically captures the feeling of flying sparks between these two!

It also inspired me to write a poem which then inspired a new piece (stay tuned) for my upcoming 2011 show called,
"When She Was Bad" where I will be showing work as well as poetry accompanying some of the pieces. I find writing can solidify a vision for a painting, and the reverse can be true too.

I will share this poem as a taste of what When She Was Bad will have to 'say' and what the painting might look like. Will post the results soon as I've already begun to put brush to board and have a handfull of used toy gun cap rings...hmmm. Enjoy...

Dirt and Devil-May-Care

When the sparks fly I am so good at being bad
The fireworks burst and I’m kicking up dust
Dirt and Devil-may-care and be damned

Strike the match and I am already in flames
The hiss of ignition and I’m burning alive
Turning sweat into steam and I swear to God

We had ‘Once upon a time’ then we jumped to the middle
Skimming, skipping, looking for the good parts
Caught up in pulp, we see truths in the fiction

What kind of salvation is on your tongue?
You lay a hand as you pass and I want to be saved
Feed me your body, and blood and a crust of bread

Words and winds and my fate is struck
The fireworks burst and I’m kicking up dust
Dirt and Devil-may-care and be damned

tmf

Myth in the Mist

I came upon this picture/postcard in a collectables shop. Apparently, she was a silent film star of note, the back of the card was autographed. I decided she would be front and centre in a new painting for an upcoming group exhibit that will run in conjunction with the Celtic Colours International Festival. Myth in the Mist is an exhibit to celebrate the Otherworld of Faeries, at the Cape Breton Centre of Craft and Design.



Not long after I found this beauty, I picked up a 1950's comic of Shakespear's A Mid Summer Night's Dream. I decided then that this lovely lady would be Titania, the Faery Queen of Shakespeare's play and I would submit her for exhibit in
Myth in the Mist.




After working on Titania over several weeks, this was the final result. She is lulled to sleep by her ever present subjects, the faeries that reside in the woodlands and as she drifts off images of a hummingbird searching for nectar, fishes swimming in the silence of the deep water and the glow of the moonlight that attracts the Luna Moth from the darkness fill her mind.
She is on cradled board, (size: 11" X 14"), is done in acrylics and is titled:
Titania's Dream-"Sing me now to sleep" (SOLD)

Myth in the Mist opens Thursday, October 8th at 7PM at 322 Charlotte St. Sydney, Nova Scotia.
All are welcome!