"Robert Under the Sun" - watercolor, ink on aquabord, 6" x 6"
"Jaguar" - acrylic, ink on board, 4" x 4"
And on the sixteenth day, there were TWO paintings!
Painting One - A regal lion with dreadlocked mane under the mayan symbol for "sun." All you reggae lovers know exactly where I am going with this piece...Robert Nesta Marley. So yes, we are a household who loves reggae music. Bob is the king of reggae, and really a gateway to reggae appreciation for anyone who listens long enough. Lucky Dube, Jimmy Cliff, Toots and The Maytals, and my personal favorite, Alpha Blondy (because reggae in French is one better) are all on my playlist and I never tire of hearing them. Reggae music just feels happy all the time, even if the song is one of woe and heartbreak.
But reggae is also part of our family story. Eighteen years ago next month, my husband and I were married with wedding vows pulled from Bob Marley's lyrics - and nothing else. "When I meet you round the corner, I feel like a sweepstakes winner" and I still feel like I won the lottery when I met my husband. Reggae's influence didn't end there, however. My son was nearly named "Marley", until he was born and clearly looked like a " Jon." He didn't escape the influence of the music entirely, as the only song which helped him sleep as a baby was "Redemption Song." I sang it over and over. Night after night. For the first seven months. Until he finally slept.
My daughter learned electric guitar at the age of eight. Her first song? Yep. "Redemption Song." And it was her choice, no less! I was so proud of her up on the stage in her tee shirt and camo pants with her bright blue guitar at her first recital. And no lie, it really upped her cool factor in the third grade.
Listening to Bob one afternoon years ago, I was overwhelmed with emotion. I had listened to him for so long, and I realized at that moment the only reason he was part of my life at all was because of technology. Seriously! Centuries ago, the only way to hear your favorite music was to go hear the singer sing. And when they died, their voices died with them. At that moment, I felt incredibly grateful for the ability to hear the voice of a man long gone, and to have his music be an integral part of my life.
Painting Two - Based on a symbol from ancient Mexico (likely Mayan) which portrays the Jaguar. While carving stamps for a class I teach on personal markings and symbols, I came across this fierce guy and had to paint him. No story. I just like him and his fierce energy.
These pieces are available. Currently unframed. Inquiries: email@example.com
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