Crimson Harvest

This work, Crimson Harvest, represents a departure from working within clearly articulated stripes. It is a vast, singular expression of one color. Rather than making an allusion to something as literal as the maple trees in autumn, I think this painting speaks to figurative sadness. Contemplation, intensity, lack of resolution, through variations on darkness of color.  The composition is a sort of pursuit of bright crimson against blackness. A sort of homage to the sense of shifting that occurs with self-discovery.

Underneath the heavily textured paint, the original stripes live, a reminder of where this painting came from when I started it. To abandon order, to harvest something new, to move the way clouds do and shroud sunlight. Further, to be ethereal and fleeting, in a state of sadness… can become joy in and of itself.

–STELIOS author of The Oculus