11. Patricia Rodriquez Extreme Flowers, “The Color Jungle” With Peter Max

Patricia Rodrigez Art Show

I’ve found a superlative Revolution City Paris Noble for thy perusal. Criticism by each painting in comments.

Her name ist Patricia Rodriguez, here’s the old introduction, from archives:

Artist Patricia Rodriquez is a colorist of stencil like hard edges and homogeneous purity of colors. She is a fantasist and uses a lot of floral motives.  Someone hacked the order of the posts, making lady Paris’ art show, unintelligible. We will do a fix and put everything in proper order here.   (As we finally put Le Baroness to Press she told us a story.)  A Patron followed a link and found the unedited article, and loved her work and became her Patron d’Arte!  So pleased for you!

The cover is from her very latest collection, her Patron and our DIY fan will love to see and hear about it.  Here’s what I said:

The Baroness has become a great friend.  A few of our artists have a versatility to match.  She is handy with the tools of craftsmanship, such as woodworking blades, and leather tools, she applies objects de arte everywhere!

I would like to interrupt your read of Patricia Rodriquez and Peter Max to remind you our selected artist are all living and working and we will update you, and may do a second volume, here’s from March 2022 re-release on Facebook:

So these reptiles, both are relatively new to her DIY audience.  I will try to find what I wrote on Facebook about this gem about a month ago about him being in a swamp, and alligators would not attack him, but King Elia in the video portion of these articles, housed in a video game, ESO, spreads activist truths to power and has built a recruitment paradigm.  King Elia is the angry consciousness of the Earth.  People bow and don his colors, despite their klans.  They are introduced to our residents of Arte and to a spate of sciences.  These articles contain the fine art criticism portion of those shows, including Max.  The Queen and I shall look for his show.

So in a moment let’s look at wonderful artist, Patricia Rodriguez and also a brief look at Peter Max who is also a colorist of graphical manichaean expression.  I am aware that I and no one else has answered why.  Why separate color, whether prismatically, or by pointillism, by rough brushed sectionality or any other method separating colors into sections homogeneous or mature.  Prince Peter all but lacks pursuit of sectional maturity, where his ‘panes’ as a collective, phase as human vision blurs in clarity, if inside the mind and carries the message, without the stark beauty of brushwork within the sections.  The Baroness has that trick.  Within bright sections there is simple fading, but also other-than-solid or faded motifs within the sections, and a section usually denotes an object.

Here, the maestro hath done more of same, he has rendered thought without Chagall’s blended sections.  What blends there are, are numeric in homogeneity.  He will do so throughout his career, creating objects shined into new existence by impressionists (gods of color) and rendering some of the subjects, asking the viewer to use the power of color and sectionality itself to see, light, emotion, respectively Van Gough, Renoir.  You must find such new ways to conquer what hath come before to conquer the realm of a colorist.  What a knight!  Above, what is that thought?  It could be a listener thinking nice headphones.  It’s been a long time since we spoke thusly of living artists as if they in their rule were like the dead masters, in our word.  Laura Owens and then Peter Max.  Interesting art patronage flows out of these colorism academic thoughts.  We continue to look for rule breakers and ground breakers!  You keep reading your art here!

We start at one end of her photo wall and go to the other end, the order being that on her Facebook gallery. You must view the painting comments.  (The day I made public it was hacked) (cussed them real good).

As I was trying to say before handy hacker came the hell in here, she ist airy in the extreme! She is amazingly pure, an familiar. A whole school of commercial modern art uses these perfect edges, as if masked and sprayed.

I’m having to type little bits to get through, because by then, it will be hacked. I’ll take that bit out later milady. Raisin In the Sun voice* …it expresses me!

This is not the virgin Rodriquez experience, because she shared it to Oak Cliff artists group and I was ready to see many more!

(Profanity was here) lol.

Every time I cuss, a hack just lost me a post before I could hit update. Making a kind of revolutionary vengeance timestamp.

Where were we, see, her first view shared to Oak Cliff Artist Group, was a bouquet color wise, with a familiar commercial style and almost perfect edges, as if airbrushed over masking.

So, the revolution sangre et blau seems empty when compared to her rainbow like floral intro, but your eye sees only that it is her, you must find out why!

These are presented in reverse order on my wall. This was number 1 in her gallery.

We recognize her stark edges, her airy, under water fluidity here in number 2. Light is the effect, in the midst of the strangeness, light are the colours.

It’s the chicken or the egg trying to guess which sangre et blau painting came first! Viva la revolucion! This was number 3. Aqua ist the Kings favorite subject.

Number 4 brought a new night view to the hard edged, stark coloured secret forest of Baroness Patricia. We are treated to cranes against darkness to be all the brighter. This was the 4th viewed.

Number 5 brings back the light cranes with a pallet of deep browns and blues. But notice the swirling florals, like medieval attempts at drapery they ripple as if airy or watery.

Let us look at more of the pre established master, here paired to new dynamic art genius.  Let’s have another look at a rendering of human thought.

Thought of a sailboat?  I must say the Master, on a grand conclusion of 2 canvases, sticks to pleasant or euphoric thoughts. But speaking of Yellow Submarine, there’s the awful urban legend that the Illuminati commanded LSD, acid, peyote, and mushroom, into popular culture.  The manager was also named.  Peter was just a Princely newcomer, his work fills the movie!  Was his Majesty interested in starting a drug culture, hehe, we do not think so!

Our Baroness expresses her inner thought on canvas quite often.  One University artist confessed by Messenger that dark palettes sometimes follow rough patches in life we all go through.  But if you understand, how wonderful for art collectors, you are a rose in the dark.

We art continually hacked yet again and want thee to know how many times We were hated and harmed to fulfill them something, that which fulfilleth Satan simultaneously that. Though We art sure it is no concern of theirs! Very pleasing unto Satan.

God have Mercy there was so many hack attacks when I wrote this piece!  Here’s some art criticism labour before both altars! Now at last, in the 6th she selected for us, are we…in air, in water, in golden sand. Summed, it’s your sixth dip in the pool of a colorist, and I think your ready to call her a colorist! Why? Number 6 isn’t very floral firstly. Orchids in space seem to get lost in the nature of the maw that opens to a dark bubbling colorless realm, it works. We did just say Yarl Laura placed dark colors on canvas, without rule keeping. That maw ist pretty much a rule breaker for a florist, love it! Betelgeuse voice* I myself AM strange and unusual!

Let’s do 7, while the hacker gets them to post all out of order, looketh pleased, thence remembering the Satan mimics each move of harm against Us for his own plaisure! I’d just love to know le Baroness where it all comes from. You and Yarl Laura with the stencil of deco, your anatomies Dahlian and faintly coloured of skein. Tolkien Legolas voice* but unless my eyes deceive me
These colorist florals came first and early. She would have to tell us all. We’re working our way back to one almost quilt simple circle in the middle of a canvas, and as her technique shows all this complexity in 1 through 7, but gets the basic created art idea here, as and only that. This yellow orange beauty predicts the airy layer florals.

Moving rapidly along as We do not wish to be hacked again and lose things from the universe forever for some demon, but screw my order, this looks later! This wast the 8th floral in the order presented.

The Facebook show (of florals as subject matter) here ends. See the simplicity by comparison to 8 and lower. So as I said, her many topics cannot be contained to florals, but We’re tired!

Baroness Patricia, I’ve got one more treat for thee. Your Painting looks as if done for my novel, here is the excerpt from the Chapter “Ascension In The Village Of The Sun”

The Facebook show (of florals as subject matter) here ends. See the simplicity by comparison to 8 and lower. So as I said, her many topics cannot contained to florals, but We’re tired!

“Silence”, she said again in her commanding voice, she was become the goddess, the phoenix! Wearing only the plumed and golden headress of the Aztec kind she appeared like a kind of mythic feathered serpent, in full command of the soul and lives of her people. Yea though she was stern in the taking of this power, she did care deeply for them, perhaps even more so that Bete had, and that is the rub dears. She was so fantastic, and all at once she released a great cry that went up from the Village of the Sun and well into the border of tall trees of the rain forest round about them. “Ahhhheeeeeyaaaaah!” It was uncanny, it was the selfsame cry of Syam the phoenix of the Imperial court. At this something very amazing occured.
Out of the deep greenery around them, came the betrothed Warrior chieftan and many there were overjoyed to see him many cousins and brothers and sisters and widows as such, the bereaved of the slain by the Flyspear all looked with wonder at his naked musculature. In his hand was the fire of the desert, that great ruby which she had recieved of Abmal, for it had yet another potency that shall now be told thee. It had the power to encorcel beasts, this which Ruby well knew from seeking for her beloved black panther, and with the protection of the Flyspear she had found him months before and accidentally descoverd this potency of the cinta stone (This term is Cinta Savic in origin and indeed is where the name of the particular Savic throne is gleaned). And now all was revealed, for behind the naked prince of warriors strode the great black cat, fully calm as if no more that a house cat belonging to Tecotal. The appearance of the fierce beast behind Tecotal backed away the gathering family members who had rushed forward to see their spared chief, but he paused not. Ever since Ruby had set him to this strangeling task, he had held but one thought, one hope, one lust! Now he was near to the cynasure of his attentions, up he climbed, and young Abmal, now 20 years old but in full command of his arts, knew the purpose of his beloved queen Ruby, and his jealousy was monumental, indeed we think Abmal was put off to women after this, and was loth to ever trust one of them, a trait that followed him, me, in later lives, for as I am Iso, and Micheal Canter, I am not Flur, that is another, I am his son, I am Abmal, reborn, and his reincarnate self. And indeed it is true that my relations with women have been somewhat strained I must say! Abmal composed himself, what could he do? Ruby was fully in charge of the proceedings, and so atop the pyramid of the Sun, with her two concubines, she began her rule of the western continents.

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