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Man With Silver Eyes
Medium:
Oil, acrylic, and glass mosaic tile on Canvas
Dimensions:
12"w x 16"h
Original available for purchase:
Private Collection / Springdale, Utah
Available in Giclee:
No
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One day in the fall of 2004, I stopped on the side of a highway to get gasoline. That's when I saw the man with the silver
eyes. We never spoke, but I feel I somehow know him.
I thought initially that he was a homeless man, with eyes so pale blue they seemed made of graphite, or silver, or something
transparent. He carried a look of sorrow that broke my heart. It as weathered, tired, beaten down. I many ways, I found
common ground with those feelings. In some way, I could relate in a way that touched me deeply, and I could not shake it.
I normally paint my pieces in the wee hours of the morning, when the coffee and my mind are both at their freshest. But
this portrait bewitched me. It beckoned to me at the midnight hour, when I am usually long-since a pumpkin. I was October
when I began to paint it, and the night air was cool and crisp, but still warm enough to paint outdoors. I spent time with
this portrait on my outdoor patiod, under the star-filled skies of Veyo. I worked late into the night and early morning -
opposite hours from what I normally choose to paint -- in spite of being tired from the days labors. I was compelled to paint
him, unable to break away on more than one occasion.
I wonder who he was, why his essence was so gripping, and his disposition sometimes still haunts me. I tried with all
of my heart to capture this haunted feeling in the portrait.
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