Told To Bring Needles
Told To Bring Needles
40 X 30
2006 / #8
This piece is just a play on words and a test of how many different ways I can depict the concept of sharpies. That is my term for anything which cuts. The main character is the frustrated sewing teacher in the back who has sewing needles stuck in her shirt. When I worked in visual merchandising, I had a friend who used to stick bank pins (lingo of the display biz) in her shirt just like this. I got into the habit as well. Works best if one wears a padded bra, but at least I always knew where my supplies were.
The other characters from top left and going clockwise start with the crazy hearing-impaired lady who brought beetles and is quite proud of it. The other rear character is the earth mother type who brought pine needles, some of which are stuck in her hair and she is sans makeup. Below her is the cowgirl who seems to adore the teacher (or is pine-ing for her which carries the theme of the person behind her one step further) and brought her needle nose pliers to work on some barbwire (added because it is a sharpie). Next is the medical person who has her hypodermic needles and is exchanging barbs with the lady on her right. The woman holding the cactus plant (with needles and barbs) is shooting daggers back at the med babe. Observing this behavior with mystic stoicism and amusement is the oriental woman with knitting needles and some needle like ornaments in her hair.
On the blackboard are the class assignment and the title of the painting as well as a note to show that the Seattle Space Needle is located out the window just in case you missed it. Missing from the painting are scissors, the most obvious of sharpies. Spools of thread are scattered about for visual interest as well as to reinforce the sewing concept. The clipboard was always a standard for me when I taught high school. Anyone with a clipboard looks more important. You will find them in many of my paintings.
40 X 30
2006 / #8
This piece is just a play on words and a test of how many different ways I can depict the concept of sharpies. That is my term for anything which cuts. The main character is the frustrated sewing teacher in the back who has sewing needles stuck in her shirt. When I worked in visual merchandising, I had a friend who used to stick bank pins (lingo of the display biz) in her shirt just like this. I got into the habit as well. Works best if one wears a padded bra, but at least I always knew where my supplies were.
The other characters from top left and going clockwise start with the crazy hearing-impaired lady who brought beetles and is quite proud of it. The other rear character is the earth mother type who brought pine needles, some of which are stuck in her hair and she is sans makeup. Below her is the cowgirl who seems to adore the teacher (or is pine-ing for her which carries the theme of the person behind her one step further) and brought her needle nose pliers to work on some barbwire (added because it is a sharpie). Next is the medical person who has her hypodermic needles and is exchanging barbs with the lady on her right. The woman holding the cactus plant (with needles and barbs) is shooting daggers back at the med babe. Observing this behavior with mystic stoicism and amusement is the oriental woman with knitting needles and some needle like ornaments in her hair.
On the blackboard are the class assignment and the title of the painting as well as a note to show that the Seattle Space Needle is located out the window just in case you missed it. Missing from the painting are scissors, the most obvious of sharpies. Spools of thread are scattered about for visual interest as well as to reinforce the sewing concept. The clipboard was always a standard for me when I taught high school. Anyone with a clipboard looks more important. You will find them in many of my paintings.