Two Little Red Socks
(July, 2005)
acrylic on canvas
48 inches x 48 inches
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My brother and I grew up in Boston, playing sports outside in the neighborhood. In my memory it seems like it was always either summer and the voices of Joe Castiglione and Jerry Trupiano announcing the Red Sox on WEEI hung in the air, or else it was winter and we were playing in the snow.
Anyway, sometimes you get a ball stuck in the shrubs and you have to go get it but there are all these sharp sticks wanting to poke your eyes out, so you have to look where the ball is, close your eyes and just reach in blindly.
This painting is full of the tension of almost being there, but not quite. Like the Red Sox (until a few years ago) we often feel that we are always falling just short of where we want to be. Yet there is a harmony and balance to that position of not having yet arrived.
Also notice that the bush looks like a Green Monster - a reference to Fenway Park. I love you all.
baker