Friday, September 02, 2011

Fauvism Friday

This painting was left on the front porch, in rather good condition. Which puts the kibosh on any speculation that the trove of squiggles that continues to emerge at my house (this is the third) might be old.
It's new, say I, and it looks decidedly different from the first two. But does that mean it's by a different artist?
The brush strokes are thinner and more colors are used. Still, there are those same dots, which also characterized the first two paintings.
I think it looks like a galloping swarm of sperm bunnies. (Yes, I studied art appreciation!) I think it's very, very good, if I do say so... Ah, well, never mind.
Cranky can't wait to get these framed and hung around the house. He's serious.
And... I should tell you that I saw Cranky dabbling with one of those cheap pixel "art" apps the other day. All I can say is I know he didn't produce this piece. This piece is a master, um, uh, piece.

10 comments:

cookiecrumb said...

THE FLAMING OBAMA SWAN DIVE, WTF?

kudzu said...

Somebody's having you on. But it's fun, no??

cookiecrumb said...

Kudzu: But who? Who? ;)

Greg said...

It is definitely a Crankster. Yup for sure. It has that je ne sais pas style.

cookiecrumb said...

Greg: It is definitely not a Crankster. There is one in existence, though. I'm saving it for next Friday.
See you Sunday.

Zoomie said...

If it's not Bartlett, it must be Cranky. I vote for Cranky.

namastenancy said...

The ghost of Cy Twombey visits Marin?

Ms Brown Mouse said...

It's too happy for fauvism, more .... dunno, something :)

cookiecrumb said...

Nancy: TOTALLY Cy Twombly. I now have something to strive for. I mean, the ass that keeps dropping fake art at my house does. Seriously, fab inspiration.

Mouse: I know, kiddie paintbox app. Too happy. :)

Chilebrown said...

Yeah we got sperm bunnies under the couch I think. We saw a picture just like yours at the No-tel Motel in Reno. There must of been a special with that artist. I wished I took a shot to show you.

If we show up Sunday, Will you?