Oil on canvas, 6″ x 6″ $90
The final 10″ x 8″ oil on canvas for Zip 37’s “Valentine/UnValentine” show is my little valentine to Cecilia Giménez. If you’re unfamiliar with the story, you can read about her good-faith (but ultimately comical) attempt to restore a church fresco here.
Having made many colossally stupid but innocent-hearted mistakes in my life, I’ve always had a lot of sympathy for Doña Giménez.
Saint Valentine, according to one legend, had his head liberated from his body for marrying young lovers under Emperor Claudius’ reign. At least his heart was in the right place.
This image from a disintegrating 1951 psychology text ambushed me while I was scrounging for collage material.
The before and after pics wouldn’t seem out of place in some ancient ad for a beauty treatment.
I dreamt about this possibly long-dead woman last night and think I may need to paint something about her to exorcise her.
I know lobotomies aren’t performed anymore, but it does make me think that with the plethora of antidepressants being prescribed to the worried well, something basic hasn’t really changed here.
Is being anxious and self-conscious really so bad? It’s a basic part of who I’ve always been. And what’s so great about serenity?
From the text: “Without seriously reducing intelligence, as measured by standard tests, the operation usually leaves a person less anxious, less self-conscious and more serene.”