Tripppin Hands

Tripppin Hands
Trippin thru the Botanical

Sunday, December 8, 2024

Survival

 

"Survival" Artist Linda Lee Ligocki  acrylic on canvas, 8x10 2024.  One drop  receeds from the cloud...bringing hope that more will follow...as life succumbs to its' non-sustainable environment... the river flows no more... it begs for more rain...water is more valuable than gold.

 Painting: Survival, Artist linda lee ligocki. Acrylic on canvas, 8x10 2024


Toxic Death Before Me

 As he pens another prescription, the phrase "Toxic Death Before Me"  haunts me.   As I see that plane sprays toxicity upon the fields watching my trees wither and loose all their leaves. It isnt organic toxins but man-made synthetic toxic materials covered in orange and yellow, biohazard, and warning labels. It will never become organic matter. Waste that guarentees it becomes poison that slowly kills...I refused that pill for I see my future becoming that "Toxic Death Before Me:   Painting. Portrait Series, Toxic Death Before Me, Artist linda lee Ligocki,, Acrylic on canvas,   12x12 2024


Transactional Love

 Love, for me, has been a succession of transactional experiences that are almost laughable, absurb,  characterized by an imbalance of giving and receiving, evoking the imagery of a dark comedy that spans from the rise of the curtain to the final bow, until I was fortunate enough to experience the ultimate win, the Royal Flush of Hearts, a love that is unwavering and unconditional.


Transitional Me

 ●●This self portrait expresses my life of transitional phenomenas. Each event caused me to find a new pathway to another life... reinveting myself not allowing the internal cogmire to darken my external spirit for existence. Knowing that each transition made me more determine to use my weirdness to become beautifull.●●




About Me

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Whenever I can stop, Wherever I am parked., United States
This is a journal encompassing years of my life. My job caused me not to have the luxury of a studio; nonetheless, did it stop me from being an artist? NEVER! An art studio was not even a possibility; yet, I was constantly stimulated and driven to create. This series of drawings reflect thoughts and experiences from hours of soltitude. Each image is subjective, but there is an underlying message a viewer can inwardly interpretate. Each illustration has a story. Each image depicts layers of life....not always ....good...bad...pretty...ugly ....but a more truthful vision of the reality. Enjoy the humor, melancholy, and the disillusionment of daily life as a human being. Enjoy my stories. Enjoy my visions.