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Thursday, May 22, 2008
Sugar and Spice...


"Snips and snails, and puppy dogs tails
That's what little boys are made of !
Sugar and spice and all things nice
That's what little girls are made of!"

When looking at Audrey Kawasaki's work, I can't help but think of the Mother Goose nursery rhyme about boys and girls, which couldn't be more apt in some parts, and more wrong in others. Audrey Kawasaki (I'm probably going to keep typing out her full name because I like the name Audrey) paints on the somewhat unusual canvas of wood using oil and graphite, and the results are completely breathtaking. Inspired by manga and Art Noveau, her paintings occasionally evoke somewhat mixed feelings because they bind together the innocent and the sexual; enigmatic, ethereal women with 'come-hither' eyes frolic around in slightly surreal environments (bugs, animal skeletons and sea creatures are aplenty but appearances from men are somewhat limited). The eyes are what initially draw you further into the pictures; they might be bedroom eyes, but there's also something quite mournful there, while the detailing is also second-to-none. You can follow her process in her journal.

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