I have chosen this art medium of Contemporary Fine Art Batik to express myself in my current series depicting human relationships.It's a method using wax as a resist to controlling colours on poplin cotton cloth and have departed from the traditional way of producing batik art of my country's culture to giving it a contemporary look and feel. The framing is also very unique as I decided to revive but with a fine tuned way my predeccesors in the 1950s would do to putting artwork against lighting to create an artwork encased in a light box. It can be displayed in duo way, normally viewed would look like any art mounted on the wall with lights shone on it, but flick a switch(switch off the surrounding lights but switch on the light box) , it would present a whole new detailed view of every texture I have created, bringing mother and child to an even more alive feel.
The subject matter: I was inspired by my visit to Italy last year in August. I had visited many museums which I always dreamed of going.And I have never really liked painting human figures(and this is my second piece with human as subject, first is Love II which I have also submitted. When I got home I somehow just wanted to paint humans, and what more better to paint my feelings for my only child, my son. I wanted to continue on with my eye subject but in this painting I wanted to make it a bit surrealism where the eye is concerned. The rose in the surreal eye symbolises the of a mother for her child. The eye bordered with eyelashes inspired by the Tibetan art culture. The whole subject matter is crafted to suspend in the universe of black corners filled with stars.
My hope is when it's displayed on a wall will make viewer feel the depth of the mother's doting love for her innocent and oblivious newborn baby.
I have written a poem that can be exhibited together with the painting if necessary:
Love, a subject so intricate yet plain.
Neatly packed between heart and brain,
Especially a mother’s love for her boo
In anything she does or doesn’t do.
Her life changes after his arrival
Filled with an emotional upheaval.
What you see is love inseparable,
Something never fully explainable.
Bonded by nature’s loving art
Which produces a willing heart
To bring a being into the world,
Where many things await to unfold.
She holds her bundle with passion
Stilled in quiet maternal adoration.
He becomes mostly what she’ll nurture
A noble role bequeathed by Nature.
