i painted this picture very quickly, in just three days in my studio. i like how warm and juicy everything looks, even though we are currently experiencing a grey winter.
inappropriately, while I was painting the picture, I was reading mary shelley’s frankenstein. the painting is probably in far too cheerful colours, but when i look at it, i can’t help thinking of the monster from the story, who is made up of „parts“ and leads a lonely and reclusive life. perhaps i call the painting „novel physical“?
I should also really start taking photos with a camera… my mobile phone struggles capturing the colours.
