The Indeterminate Fate of Baby Bunting

This painting is about as close as I get to fantasy art these days. It asks the age old question; “Whatever happened to that kid? Did he freeze to death? Did he get his rabbit skin? Did Dad ever come home from his hunting trip?”

This started out with an automatic drawing. Strangely, the nursery rhyme kept occurring to me as I drew things out. I began to see elements in the painting that reminded me of elements in the poem… the wild hunt for the rabbit skin and so on. I started pushing things in that direction. Aside from the baby and, maybe, the hunter up in the corner, the color is probably the most influenced.

It’s altogether possible that you may not actually see Baby Bunting, the child’s father or anything to do with the poem in this. I suppose we could call it “playful, cartoony, greenish painting” or something then.

This is 22×30 inches… oil on canvas that’s been adhered to a hardboard panel.

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