Can you tell that I was listening to Belle and Sebastian yesterday?

I am settling into my studio space nicely:

Here are some pieces I have made so far.  I am pretty interested in the image of the skull, and am exploring it in my work.  This interest was sparked by an addiction I have of looking at the selby, photographer Todd Selby’s website.  He goes into creative people’s spaces and photographs them and their stuff.  I am captivated by people’s sort of universal shrine, or still life arrangements that they create just for themselves.  Todd Selby does a fantastic job of capturing that.  I am struck by the number of skulls on the site–as though these artists, musicians, etc., want to keep a reminder of mortality close at hand.  So I set out to make portraits of the skulls on his site.  I have done two so far:

So recently, as demonstrated by the skulls, I have been interested in engaging and embracing mortality in my work.  I have been reading biographies of and memoirs by Virginia Woolf, Amelia Earhart and Emily Dickinson.  I chose three iconic, passionate women who died by different means: suicide, possibly a plane crash or related death, and illness respectively.  So I am making weird little pieces involving these women, their lives, last words and deaths.

Also here is a piece that traces pattern of patina on a statue from Buda Castle:

These are just snapshots of what I am working on.  The photos are certainly not documentation-quality.  Here is another image that relays a sense of scale of some of the work.  The paintings are on birch panels mostly in gouache.