|"CicLAvia on Broadway," 30" x 24", acrylic, collage, spray, graphite, and oil on birch panel|
Here's a whimsical piece I completed recently and showed last weekend at a fair in Beverly Hills.
It depicts the last CicLAvia held in L.A., that cut right through the downtown and brimmed with every stripe of folk, weirdo and normalite alike. I partook in it with my kiddos and spouse and we were almost giddy to be out in the open streets in the core of it all, no cars, no hyper-vigilance, laughing at the excuses some had for bikes and the hot-rodded custom jobs.
If you don't know CicLAvia, it comes out of Bogotá, Colombia, where despite the civil war people have taken to the streets in non-hydrocarbon forms of transport every week for some 40 years. In L.A. where the cars can seem to outnumber and swarm out the people, the quarterly CicLAvia has forced a re-guidance of local transportation policy and improved air quality by a fifth.
Paint-wise, I was after something representational but that dissolved at the edges into a dreamy state, something almost fauvist, Kandinsky before his Bauhaus period and the evaporation of living forms—the way I actually experienced the event, as normal and abnormal at once.
|Kandinsky, "The Ludwigskirche in Munich," 1908|
All this and still "Stocco," of course, which gets harder to escape all the time.
For this painting and others, check out, as always, fellow travelers, www.ivanostocco.com.