This painting, Nameless and Faceless, has been inspired by a photo I had seen long time back. Though I remember nothing more than that, something about it stayed on for long… its form, colors, composition and the whole emotion that it conveyed; I have tried to convey the same with a palette knife. I could never come with a name for this painting for I can never justifiy it enough. So for now it remains, Nameless and Faceless.
I would be glad if I can see that inspiring photograph once again and also get to meet the person behind it who got so many things right in a single frame.
This is one of my favorite paintings with shades of blue, browns, ochre, indigoes and black. The subject and the composition may be cliched but the knife strokes are not. For me, these are the soul behind every painting as the emotion laden strokes can never be copied or reproduced. I think thats the beauty of any original painting and that you cannot really reproduce any work of art. And if you do, it is like a beautiful body without the soul.
My friends always complain about the dark nature of my paintings. They always ask me if I can come up with something happier. I think these paintings are just another way of celebrating life. And I do not find anything dark or depressing about them.
There seems to be more joy in these deeper shades and hues.