Me and My Poofy Dress, 2009, Oil on Birch Panel, 12x16
While I am so NOT a formal dance type of girl, I admit to being totally drawn into the photos of girls, and of couples all dressed up and ready to go to the dance. I have been trying to hold off on these because I want to clarify for myself about how to approach them; with irony, sadness, sarcasm, derision, admiration, envy, yearning, sweetness. Well, probably NOT sweetness, too obvious and again, not me. I have come to no great conclusions however, so I decided to just dive in and at least do one to start with. Maybe I will be able to find my way by doing rather than thinking which is usually the best way for me anyhow.
Oh, and big surprise, I am not a formal wedding type either, but you can't imagine how many wedding snapshots I have willingly collected. I am anxious to get to those too, and I am pretty sure there will be no sweetness there either. Hopefully the formal dance images will help me figure out how to do the weddings.
Anyway, I am pleased with the poofy dress girl. Maybe you all can tell me what you see in it?