Stephen Mackey is one of my most recent and favorite art finds that everyone should know about! Well, maybe not everyone but those who have a heart for art definitely will appreciate this artist. His focus is primarily in oil paintings and they are absolutely breathtaking! Mackey’s paintings are the type of work that’ll easily cause a viewer to tilt their head out of curiosity in any art gallery. Imagery Mackey creates within his work can be characterized as dreamy, romantic, and full of fantasy at a distance. However, taking a closer look there’s something seemingly bizarre in the details of any of his works. The strange aspects give depth to the characters he paints and it will fill you with interest. It’s like witnessing a dream in reality while experiencing Mackey’s art.
We often can’t understand why we dream the things we do. After the experience of a dream, we crave to know the reason behind it. Most of the time there’s never a legitimate explanation and we’re just left wondering. Mackey’s paintings give that familiar feeling of uncertainty after a dream. There’s something we’re not entirely understanding while observing but regardless it may be beautiful or terrifying. This is what I found to be extraordinary about Stephen Mackey’s paintings. Art is about perception and when it’s easy on the eyes but lacks depth, it’s hard for me to associate. Stephen Mackey is an artist I consider to be a rare find because he made me feel something…
Until next time,
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If you’ve browsed through any of my social media or just happened to connect my blog name to my extreme interest in death and not just sleepiness, congrats! Anything that’s related to death, I’m particularly into. It’s something that I don’t know why it attracts me or interests me and I’ve always held onto things related to it tightly. However, if you find my interest perturbing or sort of sick this coffee table book is definitely not for you. There isn’t necessarily a story for this book.. so I can’t exactly spoil anything. However, I can share my infatuation I now have for “The Gashlycrumb Tinies” and Edward Gorey.
While browsing around Amazon, I found this book cover calling my name. The image of a seemingly friendly grim reaper whose holding an umbrella over children seemed as if it would fit with my interests. I’ve never read anything by Edward Gorey, but even his last name intrigues me. The writer’s last name is Gorey! He has GORE in his last name for Christ sakes! Okay, I had to look it up and yes that’s his real last name! His last name is perfectly suited for this book and it was hard for me to believe. Upon verifying the authenticity of his last name, I discovered that Gorey passed away at age 75 in early 2000. This deeply saddens me and I’ve only read one of his books. If anything, my sadness should give you a hint at how much I adored The Gashlycrumb Tinies.
Going into this book, I was extremely hesitant. I had no idea what it was about because it was gifted to me and a friend of mine just told me to read it with no explanation. So, I ran my bubble bath, settled into relaxation, and opened the book. Neon Soul was definitely not something I expected to read. All of the poetry books I’ve been reading lately have been about being broken-hearted and how sad or angry the author is. There hasn’t been a book of poems I’ve read necessarily about healing the broken heart or the progress of growth after love. Neon Soul made me hesitant because there was a notion of healing from the very beginning of the book. Why would I not want to read about healing….