An look back at the unknown...

I have been painting women images for decades, but for awhile I stopped using the adinkra symbols from Ghana.  Too much talk of "appropriation" and who has a right to tell the stories.

My historian Friend John Angus Martin recently said, "I like to think of the unknown as an exploration, a way of finding out truths hidden in our history..."

So here come the ladies again--a bit of mystery still intrigues us, and their allure is a Westindian melange. 

Melange 26" x 22"
Detail from Melange
Melange 26' x 22" acrylic on domestic cloth

Duality 30"x 30" acrylic on domestic
Both 30" x 46" acrylic on coffee bag

Never mind you haven't heard much from me....been working!

I have through the new year been quite occupied in our sealed off and safe Grenada, organizing art for the outside world.

Click and Read all about it here!Susan Mains My Vista Oil on Canvas 2020

Susan Mains Balies Bacolet Grenada

Getting ready to share with the Caribbean, and with you!

Join me for an interview with Natalie Urquhart about my work during the lockdown and quarantine. 

New works to show you!  On Friday Nov 13 at 1 pm.  

Big thanks for the opportunity  to Catapult, which is sponsored by the following:

 

Its been months and months!!!

 Just a little collage of some of the painting that has happened during the months of quarantine.  I think it was time well spent.   Happily still painting.

Click here to see me going on and on!

You, Me, and Everyone we know -- Quarantine

Since mid March I have been home, sequestered, quarantined, isolated.  Not alone--my husband and three dogs provide enough entertainment.

And red fish.  You know that I have followed themes for many years-- I jump down a rabbit hole and am compelled to chase until it catches me.  

Who knows why these red fish have been my muse of choice for the past inside weeks.  I have had a thought ever since reading 100 Years of Solitude and then later Love in a Time of Cholera by Gabriel Garcia Marquez of a scene he paints with words.  It is a drawing room, in a time of severe heat and humidity.  He envisions red fish swimming in a school through the air. For years I have played with the idea that I should paint that.  

So, here come the fish.  The fish of my dreams.  The fish of my imagination.  The red fish.  I tried to stop, but everything I painted was trash.  So I scraped the surface and painted a fish. 

"One fish, two fish, RED fish, blue fish." Dr. Seuss

We don't really know when this will be over.  WE DON'T REALLY KNOW WHEN THIS WILL BE OVER!!!

Until, I continue to paint. 

Red Fish Detail