Saturday Evening
When I first saw this piece I was not sure if I really understood all the nuances. So I sat and stared at it. I have a lot of time on my hands at my gallery… This is what I think is going on. I would like your opinions as to what you see. I will be honest by saying that I asked the artist, Saint Bradford Brooks, what he was thinking when he painted it. He really did not have an answer for me. It was my deduction that it could possibly mean many things to different people. This is my take:
We have a weird alien guy with a weird alien woman. I reflected back to the last time I was out late on a Saturday night. If there is a whole room filled with normal people, it will be the one weirdo that wants to sit by me and make mindless chatter. “My Uncle died the same year my nephew was born” This is symptomatic of the intense conversations that I have late at night in a bar; discussion of a seemingly meaningful concept that actually has no bearing on anything at all. The pitch fork in the alien guys hand speaks to the subject of do you really know who you are talking to? And if things become more intense – should you chance inviting the devil into your home?
The house with the space craft crashing into it directed from the eye in the sky makes me think of two things. The first is the tendency in some people’s relationships to throw in a hand grenade when everything is going well – the two aliens are looking like they are having a pretty good time. Is their relationship destined through the eye in the sky to implode? The other imagery of course could simply be “crash and burn” at the end of a long Saturday night.
The red horse with the halo – could he possibly represent the force of good over evil – the protector that is waiting on the side in case something bad happens at the end of Saturday evening?
May all of our Saturday Evenings be so interesting!
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