This portrait title is a play on words – the face is illuminated from light flowing between blinds in front of the window, and although her eyes are open she can’t see the truth of what is happening outside – or perhaps within. Physically she is lit by blinds, esoterically she is blinded. Your interpretation may vary from mine – whether a social statement regarding the state of mankind unable to see what is happening around them, or blinded by their own distractions.
During the first hard lock downs I was disheartened how neighbours turned against each other.
We had a WhatsApp group & a lady ratted on an old gentleman who was walking his dog 15 minutes past curfue, threatening to phone the police.
This painting is a play on the lady being “blind” and the lighting from her window blinds as she peers out her window to spy on her community.
36cm (w) x 36cm (h)
Acrylic on canvas board