Part of an ongoing project.
Colored Pencil & Paper 9×12
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Boris Fishman
I have an ongoing Portrait Project. Music, gastronomy and literature are my main sources of inspiration.
By way of thanks, with their direct participation, I do portraits of artists from various mediums who I respect and enjoy.
Like my taste in music, it is a diverse list.
Boris Fishman is an author & journalist/essayist. He & painter Luc Tuysman are the first non-musicians to participate in the project so far.
With my portraits of other artists i do not seek to underscore what their work is about but rather the emotional truth of the moment of the artists.
More information on Boris:
“Boris” 9×12 Graphite & Paper
Keith’s Hand
I had read how, for the most part artists do not retire. They do their thing, regardless of medium, as long as they can. I think this is because what gets one into the game initially is that it is a calling. After years of doing it, the process itself becomes a part of the artist.
Keith Richard’s hands show a life of service for the muse. They have become almost sculptural.
They are reminiscent now of the library of congress documentary photos of the first blues men and their hands.
In some ways it is full circle as in this respect, after over half a century, aspects of Keith now resemble those first blues men who were his childhood heroes and initial inspirations.
Keith’s Hand 9×12 graphite & Paper
Rache
“Serbia is the new Paris.”
“Every city wants to be, claims to be the new Paris.”
“It is very true of here.”
“Dance with me, it is one of things Serbian girls are best at.”
“Maybe we will have a drink later.”
The pen felt cool then hot as it rested in my breast pocket.
W.Wolfson’19
Rache 7×10 Watercolor & Cotton Paper
Pocket Pads
I always have a pocket pad on me, more often than not it is my Midori w/ customized paper. I compulsively try different brands and set ups/ style.
I do in general prefer the refillable ones. There is something about having same pad accompany me all over the world and grow increasingly familiar in touch and sight for me.
There are some great non refillable pads out there too. Within my diverse collection of pocket pads they all fall within the 3×5 size range.
One thing I like about mixing thing up pad wise is that although they all are the same size each company’s paper has different properties. My voice remains present but each type of paper adding something of its own property’s to the mix.
It is akin to a musician using different instruments for different types of songs (think for example, Miles Davis or Jimmy Page)
Here are some quick sketches done on pocket pad of company I just discovered.
Black Eye
I had the pleasure semi-recently of seeing a fantastic show in Paris of Tintoretto at the Musée du Luxembourg.
His mannerist style emphasized emotion over perfect harmonious proportions which had been the de rigueur template for (early) Renaissance painters. Some of his self portraits are among my favorite paintings. He showed himself, warts and all so to speak.
In this social media-Instagram age, everyone goes for presenting an idealized version of themselves in self portrait. Or a faux-playful imperfection such as the pretty girl with her tongue sticking out.
My mantra has always been that truth is beauty and that truth is always in service to emotion. Emotion being my personal raison d’etre for all my work.
When I do a self portrait, i do not look to send a message via symbols or program but stick to my raw reportage. It is me, as I am which is real, which is interesting.
“Black Eye” 5.5 x 8.5 Watercolor & Paper
City Street Scene
I have the pleasure of providing images for the upcoming Kris Correya movie; 4 Stories & a Funeral. The images will start and close each segment and also appear in the credits.
The movie covers the little known outside of India music scene in Mumbai which is kept alive and evolving by multi generations of passionate enthusiasts.
“City Street Scene” 9×12 colored pencil & Paper
Narrative Sixteen
Lucy had that way of looking both beautiful and tough that let me know that I would not be any good for her. At least not as promised by the end of countless movies.
I was looking for a hanger for my jacket as it deserved better than merely the back of a chair.
She was in the other room. I had said water would be fine but I swore that I heard the pa-pop of a cork being pulled, echoing the cadence too of a thousand French waiters hitting three fingers against puffed out cheeks and pursed lips in acknowledgment of their approval and that they will get on it right away.
Motion creates the illusion of accomplishment. Sharks are over achievers. Something caught the corner of my eye.
I had no idea where the light switch was and so decided to stand still and wait to see if it made its way into the strip of night sky that was spilling in through the ill placed window.
She came in holding two glasses. With a laugh:
“What are you doing?”
The light. A long centipede slowly crawled along the horizon line where floor meets wall.
It was all yellows and oranges with spots of molted black. There was a wet reddish piece of meat in its mouth which is managed to continue to carry.
I shuddered and rapidly slapped both my shoulders in confirmation that nothing was on me.
Lucy too was transfixed.
“I cant believe I used to smoke those things.”
W.Wolfson ’19
5×4 Quick sketch
Sky Bed
I capture what I am seeing in my work. It always gives me great pleasure, whether a series of quick sketches in my pocket pad or more fully realized works.
In Vancouver recently, I stayed way above the streets with a breath taking view of both the neon streams of the street but also to the left of me the port of Vancouver and the mountains behind it.
This is the view from my bed, a sort of urban impressionism. Colored pencils 9×12 colored paper.
Late Night Snacking
I ate Cajun flavored rice crackers right before bed and dreamed that I started a trio with Slick Rick &Jack Klugman.
We were genre defying.
9×12 Quick sketches:
Paper Life Painting 