Sometime tomorrow, I will release a single panel entitled "Must Be Love". The piece is an unusual one for me, not because of its content, but due to its method of composition: It is in "partial aspect", which is another way of saying that it does not show the primary subject(s) in full length. "What's the big deal?" you might ask. Well, I have never actually been diagnosed as having OCD (Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder), but there is a component of my personality that essentially "insists" upon my composing pieces in full aspect when there is a human body involved. In a nugget, all aspects of the athletically endowed human female aesthetic please me to such an extent that it's very painful for me to "exclude" any part of that "landscape" in a composition. This also explains why multiple angles and pictorial series/sets appeal to me greatly; not only does it excite me to create them, but the multiplicity of possibilities relieves anxiety for me, and "completes a creative circle", if you will. If you look through my gallery, you'll see that almost all of the work is in full aspect, save for the odd "bust" portrait that is "supposed", by its nature, to be partial aspect. So, that absolves me of any anxiety about it. Otherwise, consciously setting out to compose a partial aspect work is very difficult for me... the artistic equivalent of an OCD sufferer's intentionally setting a desk full of right-angled sticky notes in random disarray, and then leaving for the night.
The forthcoming piece, however, is not a bust portrait, but nevertheless is partial aspect. In order to accomplish it, I "tricked myself" into creating a scenario in which the subject's "story" is told as much by what the viewer does not see in the frame as what they do. In this manner, I afforded myself fewer options by default, thereby compelling myself to tell a story in a different way from that to which I am accustomed. The work seeks to capture a matter of seconds - actually, a mere instant - in the life of a beautiful, powerful, confident, competent young woman as it dawns upon her, through a haze of dizzying, hapless, bound bliss, that her locus of control over her environment is merely an illusion... and that she is falling in love. As I look at the piece roughly 80 percent complete, I feel that it will be successful. In any case, I hope you'll enjoy it.