28 x 43 cm | 11 x 16 in
Original painting, in oil on canvas.
"Maybe her name is Lola, she looks like a Lola. She stands there at the same time every day, out on that dusty track; purple pinstriped suit and a distant look. Though she never smiles, she does not seem sad...certainly Lola waits for something or somebody. One year passes and still nothing and nobody arrives."
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.