Food Aid at a Baghdad Mosque or A Day in The Life of an Iraqi Housewife in gallery now
acrylic on canvas painting
Thanks to all for so much great feedback. I took some suggestions. Yesterday I decided to take it out of the studio and hang it in the gallery. It stopped me from continuing to work and work at it and feeling it would never be completed. I can call it “done” and it is done, I guess. I usually do that. I still don’t know about this one but need to move on for now. I will do a new painting immediately to get my head out of the “stuck place” I have been in.
I thought I should add what I said about the first post since it is several pages back. .
Well, I have been working on this for a few weeks. It changes drastically each time I dab at it. I will share what I have so far with my fellow bolggers. It is inspired by a photo that appeared in a magazine called In These Times. I could not find the name of the photographer. The photo is very moving. I wanted to see if I could translate it into paint and more mood than illustration. The full title, “Food Aid at a Baghdad Mosque or A Day in the Life Of an Iraqi Housewife” is a subject that has haunted me for this entire war. What in the world would it be like to be a woman in that country, trying to raise a kid or two, keep house, feed your family, do your housework and shopping, provide your kids with a carefree childhood that every kid deserves? I just can’t imagine. I was so into the rearing of my two. I was a soccer mom, a PTA volunteer, a Den Mother, an Explorer leader, and I chauffeured them to everything they wanted to participate in. Every mom and dad must be as hopeful for their children. Now every report of a bombing of an Iraqi residency or search of an Iraqi home by our troops in the middle of the night, every bombing in a marketplace leaves me staring into space thinking about how I would have survived that kind of life when I was a young mother. I am not making a statement about any of the politics (though those who know me know I have some definite opinions about that) but rather, a statement about the human conditions of the “war”. While watching the Ken Burns documentary The War I have been horrified over and over….. especially at the plight of civilians. so I wanted to see if I could paint my emotion somehow. I am not sure I am achieving it, however. But it was worth a try. I may still pull it off. I am not finished with it.