6th in this series, where I re-imagine iconic artists as contemporary hipsters. I recently saw several original Pollocks while visiting Chicago, and was blown away by the depth, the action, and by the amount of color in his work. He was very successful in his career, yet he was a tortured soul. Brilliant, insecure, abusive, and alcoholic, he died in a single car accident at age 44. What a shame.
This piece is very small (6"x6") so I turned it on its side to make the most of the background space for splatters. The background is acrylic, and the subject is oil. I added tattoos to update his look, and because he would totally rock them if he were alive today.
Rhea Groepper Pettit
New works, new ideas.