I have noticed, when exhibiting an abstract, people will often look at it and say “It kinda looks like a . . . ” Maybe people look for the representation in abstract because the human brain tends to look for patterns or identifiable elements. Or maybe because my abstracts are not full on abstract expressionism but rather notions of objects or circumstances in the material world.
This particular piece generates a lot of speculation from viewers. Many people see it as a city, some see it as a sailboat at night. I see it as an interpretation of a verse from the poem Sea Fever by John Masefield:
I must go down to the sea again, to the lonely sea and sky,
And all I ask in a tall ship and a star to steer her by,
City lights or ghostly ship, the piece is about mystery, something only mildly recognizable in the night. Something you can’t quite grasp, but you can’t let go of it either.
Something not quite real, in the real world. I call it City Ship. (mixed media on cradled wood panel, 30″x 30″)