Copyright: All artwork/content protected under ©2007-2011 Lynne Ciacco

All content herein copyright © Lynne Ciacco

Thursday, January 27, 2011

Ambiguously Ambivalent

This painting emerged after a long struggle with trying to make sense of the glued-on fabric bits.  It went from a mother with a carriage of triplets, to complete abstract, to murk, to this wistful woman standing by the garden wall.

©2011 L.Ciacco, Leaving Waiting, acrylic/fabric on cradled panel,  6 x 8 in.

Reminds me of a scene that might be found in a Maeve Binchy novel.
She might be waiting for a lover, a friend, a taxi. 
Perhaps off on a fun adventure;  fleeing an intolerable situation at home;
or just longing for the time when things will be better.
Anticipation?  Despair?  Hope?  Acceptance?



  1. The trajectory of your painting sounds just what I imagine the trajectory of a life that a woman who has triplets might have! Looks like it all turned out exceptionally well for her and for you. Beautiful colors and textures.

  2. i love everything about this one: the hazy blue of her dress, which reminds me of the one dear to the symbolists:

    how the stars are mirrored on her dress and like this she becomes a part of the entire dreamy world, perhaps this world is not real, just somebody's dream, there is a certain surreal quality to it which makes me think of Chagall (i love him). i would so love to see your painting for real, to see the real colours and textures, it has to be quite overwhelming...

  3. Stickup,
    Hmmm, the trajectory a woman's life takes...random? Luck? Good/poor planning? Fate?

    Mostly one thing leading to another, I think. At least the textures and colours of one's home decor can be chosen for their warmth and luxury, unlike the layers and textures of one's life. Just got to take the prickly along with the smooth; the murky along with the effervescent.

  4. Roxana,
    Such a lovely story you've spun about this woman, how she is perhaps a part of someone's dream, her dress blending with the night sky and the stars. Certainly she is dreaming--that I know. Asleep or awake, she is all about being a dream. Would it be better for her to awaken, or to go on dreaming? That's what I'm unsure of. Is the cottage behind her a refuge or a prison? A place she awaits to invite others into, or a gilded cage from which to escape. Is she waiting for her dreams to arrive, or preparing to go off and meet them. Or is she leaving her dreams behind. Ceçi n'est pas un tableau, c'est une question!