these are from a series of paintings I am making of vita sackville-west [1892-1962]—british poet and novelist, noted gardener, lover of virginia woolf, arrogant aristocrat, serial seducer [mostly of women from the upper classes]. the paintings jump off something said about her by a friend of her mother, the architect edwin lutyens:”The only thing is to know and realize that vita has got blanks in herself and these blanks are blank. If I find a blank, I get a plank and bridge it and I don’t look down, lest I get vertigo.”which is to say, she appears to have seldom been present to the moment or the company in that moment. I will be posting more as I finish them. when I’m done I hope to have something like a biography in paint.
[I would very much like to have these pictures in chronological order, but I have not found a way to do this.]