For the finished product go to my profile on ARTSLANT SF or my WEBSITE.
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For the finished product go to my profile on ARTSLANT SF or my WEBSITE.
recently completed work \oct 09
standing horses 36 x 36 oil 2009 1200
freighter 24 x 24 oil 09 $500
sshy ballerina 22x 50 oil 09
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ballerina's secret
below ballerina's secret 30x24 oil 09 soldI am doing a series of abstract ballerinas . If you are interested in seeing my ballerina paintings please email me at badfishstudios@yahoo. I will be sending out a slideshow of completed ballerinas for sale soon.
find my "featured response" to robert genn's essay, a list of mistakes. go to robert genn's the painters keys clickback," a list of mistakes" to read it. these photos of my own ballerina girl...inspired my painting, ballerina's secret
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| Evoking the mystery I believe that to make art with all the questions answered deprives the viewer of the joy of There are 4 comments for Evoking the mystery by Georgianne Fastaia From: lindell stacy-horton -- Oct 16, 2009 I agree with you. Your work has just the right balance between the "known subject' recognized immediately, and the intrigue of the abstract, drawing even the most jaded viewer right into your world. It is great, and something I am trying to achieve in my work as well. You are an inspiration, for sure. Keep up the good work! Cheers. From: Annette Mack -- Oct 16, 2009 I have been receiving Robert Glenn's bi-weekly letters for a couple years now and this is the 1st time I just HAD to respond. Your painting is GORGEOUS!!! I could live with a painting like this for years on end. I have been in a 'funk' for some time with my own painting and your work is truly inspiring!! From: Bella -- Oct 16, 2009 Lovely painting, but I didn't enjoy the "art talk" - that sounds to me like something written by a frustrated art critic. |
paintings for open studios
vase of poppies 36 x 36 oil 09 sold
frieghter on the bay by georgianne fastaia 24 x 24 oil 09 available at starbucks 4th and brannan
inspired by katja leibenath's china basin series
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mission rock 30x30 oil 09 available at starbucks 4th at brannan
industrial bay reference photo
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musical accompaniment works in progress
the inability to soothe my child's pain
the series has been an elusive trickster unforthcoming,
hard as lifting rocks to find one good thing
this opulent figure seated rising from the earth i love
availableseated woman 30 x 30 oil 09
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waiting for godot
.Working notes: for those interested in how a painting gets from here to there. I created these paintings in the late summer of 2009 for the opening of Coda after putting my daughter to bed, between the hours of 8pm and4am. Alone in the drafty studio, I don 2 pairs of pants and extra socks and am most productive then, without interruption.I created a playlist of songs I listened to over and over: the series soundtrack:--as many versions of
Wayfaring Stranger as I could find, Jack White’s live version obsessively, Mad world, Lou Reed’s Perfect day and Jeffrey Luck Lucas.
The paintings are unified by color palette and emotional overtone-which is why the painting of three Monkeys looking expectantly upward is included among the other strangers, “going over Jordon, ... just going home.
WAYFARIN STRANGER SERIES on display at


mother of saint 36 x 3 1500 horizon 30x 30 oil 900
late for the party 64x30 oil
just a perfect day



the you tube clips are the music i listened to while creating the series. listen. you will get a glimpse of the feelings conveyed through the music to the paint.
"Whom will you cry to, heart? More and more lonely,
your path struggles on through incomprehensible mankind.
All the more futile perhapsfor keeping to its direction,
keeping on toward the future,
toward what has been lost.
Once. You lamented...
What was it?
A fallen berry of jubilation, unripe.
But now the whole tree of my jubilation is breaking,
in the storm it is breaking,
my slow tree of joy.
Loveliest in my invisible landscape,
you that made me more known to the invisible angels." Rainier Maria Rilke
this sound sad as my heart
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sorrow
recently someone said to me,
" i saw your paintings. they're so sad."my joys are equal only to my capacity for sorrow. in this deep well are the waters in which i swim to meet a shining and vibrating light, my constant companion through long nights. the job of the artist is to translate with conviction and clarity the inchoate longings we all feel for that which is authentic and true:to unravel the poetry of the soul.
— Eugene O'Neill (Long Day's Journey into Night)

artwork featured in ELLE DECOR july 2009
my painting featured in elle decor july 2009
artwork featured in ELLE DECOR july 2009 pg 71-75ballerina , one of my very first paintings.
two canvases are glued together to make one large painting 3 x 6 feet.
pages 71-74
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ORISHAS works in progress OXUM
studio in march 09
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Paintings celebrating the Orishas Afro Carribean Mothers of Saint ![]()
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reference photos
Oxum's dance recalls her bathing in a waterfall, and summoning the forces that control pregnancy and childbirth. The young woman possessed by Oxum dances alongside her mother.
Oxum likes beauty, and devotes her life to it. She is also the goddess of love and fertility, and looks after newborns . The city of Salvadore in Brazil is believed to be run by Oxum; it is said its people love the good things in life.
Oxum's festival Candomblé practitioners believe that every person has an individual orixa which controls his or her destiny and acts as a protector. Each orixa represents a force in nature and is associated with certain foods, colours, animals and days of the week
. The girl with her toes painted yellow for Oxum, the little sun, and the word for power—axé—written on the wall Procreation, beauty, riches, love, and fertility. The mistress of jewels and fresh water. This is Oxum
bahia salvador procession fesitival of oxum
The San Franciscan paintings: CANDOMBLE
photos from carival 2008 from the website of Gamo de Paz Candomble Master Drummerduring spring open studios 2009 i showcased a series of paintings entitled orishas of candomble; paintings celebrating afro-brazilian mothers-of saint.
the paintings celebrate the Orishas and were inspired by living in the mission district for 18 years on the carnival corridor. every may i witness the dancers and drummers representing different aspects of the many cultures celebrated during carnival .i had always been taken with the wide hooplike skirts and decidedly feminine matriarchal dance and percussion known as candomble.
in san francisco one feels a part of the whole world.
those who move from the american cities of our nation to the cultural melting pots of la, new york, and san francisco, are choosing to acknowledge the impact and beauty of that which is foreign to them.. these paintings serve as an artists interpretation of the orishas and it is precisely where they depart from a literal depiction that they become paintings which are uniquely san franciscan-- inspired hybrids born of crosspollination and cultural curiosity.
it is my hope to contact these organizations and to hopefully organize a benefit for the UC ARTS Youth Empowerment Program *(which addressess childhood obesity by providing cultural dance and drumming classes that motivate youth to be more physically active.) combining dance, spoken word and drumming performances celebrating the orishas with an exhibition of my paintings.
read more about UC ARTS (A non profit organization which seeks to unify world cultures and promote healing through the arts). and Aguas Da Bahia below:
Who is Alice Shaw ? review of (auto ) biography at gallery 16
makeup on paper
floating spoon from magic tricks series
lipstick , envelope
$10,000
black printers ink with readers notes
teacup, cigarette butt
tea photograph, my past left
landscape right
Who is Alice Shaw?
review of Auto (biography) at Gallery 16
There was palpable excitement in the crowded room as people hovered around a table, dropping five bucks into a jar, waiting to get their handwriting analyzed.
I was intrigued by the invitation,, "Alice Shaw has employed others, such as a handwriting analyst, an astral chart expert, a reader of tea leaves and a psychic, to tell her information about herself …then taken what she has learned from these sessions and made artwork in response.
The show was part documentation of this process—her original handwritten show proposal and the letter the handwriting analyst wrote in response, a palm readers scribbled notes upon her handprint, a teacup and the notes “ future health problems”, childlike watercolors and photos of the artist in various personas, interspersed with pairs of photographs and prints expressing dichotomies.
The first piece that caught my eye was face print of my colors, made by pressing paper onto her made up face….faint and wrinkled like a mounted skin, ghostly, yet still bearing the imprint of the artist.
in that sad fleeting visage; mystery.
On my second tour around the gallery I focused on the photographs; distilled, mature, enigmatic, coming finally to a watercolor series of illustrated magic tricks suggesting things are not always what they seem.
I returned to a framed envelope with a lipstick kiss on the back. Why I wondered, in a room full of artworks priced under $1000 was a lipstick kiss on the back on an envelope priced at $10,000? The difference in price was disjointing and made me consider the possibility that the price was an intentional artifice, a clue requiring that I pay attention.
The envelope, mounted in a simple black frame, incongruously almost, freezing in time, that particular kiss: until it became a symbol of a kiss which contained the promise of entering into another, and through them the hope of becoming complete; of understanding the unknowable you. Consider that most tricky of mirrors, love. The desire to be seen through the eyes of another, as much an illusion in the quest to know ourselves as a Russian woman reading your palm.
(Auto) biography uses our own fascination with ourselves to lure us in, as if through her exploration of identity we might be let in on the secret.
A friend commented that the work was hung too low, unevenly and looked unprofessional. My impression was that this was a deliberate choice serving to put the viewer at ease, by making the presentation more accessible, like a model with a chipped tooth. In their imperfection you recognize their humanity, as such I felt the way the show was curated beckoned the viewer to an intimate place, as if whispering, "You can be yourself here." We have our handwriting analyzed, see if we can predict the color of the next gumball out of the machine before we realize she’s winking back at us, as if saying; you don't really believe that stuff, do you?
comment and photos by georgianne fastaia for www.artbusiness.com
apologies for the flash/glare
alice shaw
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oyo Ruler of winds and whirlwinds.

"He who does not at some time, with definite determination consent to the terribleness of life, or even exalt in it, never takes possession of the inexpressible fullness of the power of our existence." r.m.r.

| Oba/Obba Guardian of the hearth, first wife, of Changó, legitimate landlady of all cemeteries. Trained in the art of war, she used a machete as well as any male warrior, but was not physically attractive. According to Yoruba myth, jealous of his more beautiful wives, to guarantee Changó’s love for her and she cut off one of her ears and offered it to him in a stew. He fled their home in horror; she fled to the cemetery. She also records the life of each person in heav |
Oya
Ruler of winds and whirlwinds.
She rules over the dead and the gates of the cemeteries. She is a fierce warrior and was once the wife of Chango. She represents Our Lady of the Presentation of Our Lord and St. Theresa.
Her colors are maroon and white, and her number is 9
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Flood series II Remains & Debris
"Turn therefore from the common themes to those which your everyday life affords; depict your sorrows and desires, your passing thoughts and belief in some kind of beauty -depict all that with heartfelt, quiet, humble sincerity and use to express yourself the things that surround you."

Melt: Spring Open studios@ the art explosion (On the walls my Flood Series I Paintings) (check out http://www.theartexplosion.com/
I am considering an exploration not only of the changed landscape, but also the Katrina refugees and how I can convey this unique event through the figure in a painting.
I am thinking about gesture and posture and ways these express loss.
I am very excited about the concept of remains and debris. What has become of all the stuff we accumulate. I began some Fine China and Chandelier Flood paintings which I like because in the floating object we lose our normal frame of reference, allowing the form to signify the sense of dislocation which is the emotion informing the painting.
I started to look at photos of the Ninth Ward which I had not referenced at all when creating my first series of Flood paintings for AFTER THE FLOOD @ The Drugstore Gallery. This show was reviewed on March 30 2006 on www.Pacificnoise.com. Thanks to Sarah and John for the great podcast interview)
Although I am painting from my imagination in response to Hurricane Katrina, with the concept of The Flood as catalyst, I was struck by the way water had twisted metal and wood, forcing familiar objects out of context. A photo of a house bent in such a way it swirled leads me to more and more abstraction and ambiguity in my work
.I have six weeks to create 16 new paintings for Flood series II: Remains & Debris on display with http://www.griffindavisart.com at 2223 Market from July 8th-September 8th 2006. The restaurant will host the Reception from 5:30-8pm on July 13th 2006
mar 30 works
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Known as "Santeria" in
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inspiration for ORISHA Series: CANDOMBLE

| Oya Changó’s favorite wife, she left his brother, the blacksmith Ogun, after he tried to force her to work in his forge, but not before stealing his tools (customarily seen as adornments for her crown). She fights next to Changó in war, and she guards the gates to the cemetery as well as to the marketplace; she is the hurricane that destroys in order to create. Her relationship to the ancestors is indexed by the use of rainbow colors in the clothing of her initiates and in altar displays. |

quotes by robert henri the art spirit
All my life I have refused to be for or against parties, for or against nations, for or against people. I never seek novelty or eccentric; I do not go from land to land to contrast civilizations. I seek only, wherever I go, for the symbols of greatness, and as I have already said, they may be found in the eyes of a child, in the movement of a gladiator, in the heart of a gypsy, in twilight in Ireland or in moonrise over the deserts.
Painting is a great mystery. No one has ever learned quite how to paint. No one has ever learned quite how to see....in painting especially, a man should learn to select from all experience, not only from his own but from that of all ages, essential beauty....art is the expression of one's delight in God's work...
There are always a few who get at and feel the undercurrent, and these simply use the surface appearances selecting them and using them as tools to express the undercurrent, the real life.
If I cannot feel an undercurrent then I see only a series of things. They may be attractive and novel at first but soon grow tiresome.To be free, to be happy and fruitful, can only be attained through sacrifice of many common but overestimated things.
Do not let the fact that things are not made for you, that conditions are not as they should be, stop you. Go on anyway. Everything depends on those who go on anyway.
Children are greater than the grown man. All grown men have more experience, but only a very few retain the greatness that was theirs before the system of compromises began in their lives.
Art is simply a result of expression during right feeling. It's a result of a grip on the fundamentals of nature, the spirit of life, the constructive force, the secret of growth, a real understanding of the relative importance of things, order, balance. Any material will do. After all, the object is not to make art, but to be in the wonderful state which makes art inevitable.
I think the real artists are too busy with just being and growing and acting (on canvass or however) like themselves to worry about the end. The end will be what it will be. The object is intense living, fulfillment; the great happiness in creation.
The big painter is one who has something to say. He thus does not paint men, landscape or furniture, but an idea.
A work of art is the trace of a magnificent struggle.
It's hard. I shiver with the cold. It is easy maybe to sit here and write this, seated by a steam radiator. But I know what it is to be cold and alone in both ways. I have lived, a little younger than you, where there was equal cold and more exposure. I have known ever since what it is to be cold and alone, and sometimes desperately so, because I have believed what I believe and have stood by my believing.
You go on. The country is full of men who are working in the cold, or worse--too much heat--just to get enough to purchase a day's miserable existence. You are working for your character, and your pay is to last you all your life.
I write so much because I admire you for the stand you have taken and I want to shout with joy because a man has taken the bit in his teeth.
If you paint two or three hundred canvases this winter and a dozen of them are really good and say your say of yourself, time and place, you can be happy. Beauty is no material thing.
Beauty cannot be copied. Beauty is the sensation of pleasure on the mind of the seer. No thing is beautiful. But all things await the sensitive and imaginative mind that may be aroused to pleasurable emotion at sight of them. This is beauty. Everything that is beautiful is orderly, and there can be no order unless things are in their right relation to each other. Of this right relation throughout the world beauty is born. An artist who does not use his imagination is a mechanic.
The big painter is one who has something to say. He thus does not paint men, landscape or furniture, but an idea.
Harajuku dixie cup
paintings inspired by the youth culture in tokyos harajuku districtharajuku station 36 x 36 sold

candystriped 24 x 20 sold
works in progress leslie's painting
finished painting for leslie
and a few others including beach day (days 1-3)
robert polidori new orleans after the flood
fading city
ruins
By Nicolaus Mills reference material for the floating city series

.Polidori’s New Orleans is an after-the-flood disaster of biblical proportions that continually challenges our sense of how the world is supposed to look.
Cars stand upside down, their rear bumpers leaning against the gutter of a roof. Uprooted trees rest on houses that seem as if they were built from a plywood kit. Polidori’s post-flood New Orleans is a collage of random disorder. Nothing is where it should be.
Most revealing are the domestic interiors Polidori has so carefully photographed. In “6328 North Miro Street,” a four-poster bed filled with mud looks as if it had been covered in fudge. In “North Robertson Street,” the steel blades of a ceiling fan droop like the withered petals of a flower. In “Tupelo Street,” a rack of clothes hangs neatly in a closet despite the fact that the room the clothes are in is missing its exterior wall. In “1401 Pressberg Street,” living room furniture appears as if it had been rearranged by an angry giant, while on an undamaged coffee table, a new telephone sits pristinely in its box.
in Polidori’s “New Orleans After the Flood,” we cannot make sense of anything that happened. In removing people from his photographs, in labeling houses by their street number rather than by their owners’ names, Polidori has made it clear that in his judgment Hurricane Katrina was all-powerful once it struck land. Everyone in its path was temporarily rendered anonymous.
This coerced anonymity has not prevented Polidori from emphasizing how hard Katrina was on the poor. In the interiors that he photographed, Polidori is not embarrassed to point out that so many New Orleans residents caught in the flood never owned very much in the first place. The litter that Polidori’s camera has captured is dominated by close-ups of old television sets, mismatched couches, beaten-up tables and chairs—furniture that was disposable long before it was ruined.
There is also a politics of empathy . He puts us inside the homes that the victims of Hurricane Katrina no longer occupy, leaving what should be done next to our imaginations. His bet is that we will see, as he has, that no family subjected to such trauma can be expected to restart its life without first getting the kind of help that government alone can provide for coping with disaster on this scale.
new work




Started a few quick paintings of trickor treaters
tp mummies
bunny
mummy
"streetlamp french quarter" 42 x 42 oil
purchased by Daniel phill a local artist. see his work at http://www.danielphill.com
the loading dock gallery at The Art Explosion




My annual half off sale was a huge success! I felt really good about being able to offer my collectors this opportunity as a way of saying thanks. The loading dock at the studio was open to the street making it a monthly
loading dock gallery."
Turkish Bath Series


Recently returning to my figurative work in a series of large bathhouse paintings . "Bathhouse" is 40" x 60 "
"Spa Day" is 24 x 24 and has the immeadiate gestural raw quality I strive for.
works in progress/remains & debris
As I've been working on this series I've been struggling with the problem of how to make an interesting painting in terms of composition and color balance. These works in progress depict chandeliers, wrought iron gates, bedposts etc as they sink through the water or remain, half submerged.







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Wow! Great painting.