70 x 70 cm | 25 x 25 in
Original painting in oil on canvas.
"Nobody understood, they thought him curious and slunk away when they saw him coming. He carried his blanket, dragged it, wore it, danced with it; all the while oblivious to the stares and mutterings he drew as he passed. Today was warm and he rested a while, looking around at the sun-baked earth...he would fashion a shade and stand beneath his versatile blanket drawing pictures in the dirt with a stick; 'what a wonderful Sunday afternoon' he thought."
Paris Blanche Magenta Foot's paintings retain a unique and distinctive visual language, which is immediately recognizable and absorbing. Foot’s mixed media pieces are also brilliant; tactile and engaging - and quite touching. The faces of the pieces - caught somewhere between figuration, puppetry and debris – are reminiscent of the luminous faces of the films of the silent era, despite being based on personal source material culled and elevated from family photographs. Stylistically incongruent, the expressions of the figures seem sweetly unaware of what the rest of them are made up of.