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This piece began with waking up from deep sleep with the song “Clown Collector” being played in my head instead as “Cloud Collector”, and I thought the concept of collecting clouds was both poetic and an impossible scenario perfect for a painting. This scene shows a girl just waking up, and reaching into the sky to collect little pink clouds for her collection. Inside are a few clouds held in bird cages, one is crying / raining and another is throwing a lightning fit due to being caged. Another is being weighed, while several unrestricted birds observe.
34” x 47.7”
Acrylic on Wood Panel
Framed in Dark Wood Frame
This piece began with waking up from deep sleep with the song “Clown Collector” being played in my head instead as “Cloud Collector”, and I thought the concept of collecting clouds was both poetic and an impossible scenario perfect for a painting. This scene shows a girl just waking up, and reaching into the sky to collect little pink clouds for her collection. Inside are a few clouds held in bird cages, one is crying / raining and another is throwing a lightning fit due to being caged. Another is being weighed, while several unrestricted birds observe.
34” x 47.7”
Acrylic on Wood Panel
Framed in Dark Wood Frame