It’s Friday and I wanted to post a new image from the collection today but there just wasn’t time. Packing up paintings and bound for New York in T minus 12 hours ✌🏼️🗽❤️ #Rebouche1989 (at Studio ARABI)

 


It’s Friday and I wanted to post a new image from the...



It’s Friday and I wanted to post a new image from the collection today but there just wasn’t time. Packing up paintings and bound for New York in T minus 12 hours ✌🏼️🗽❤️ #Rebouche1989 (at Studio ARABI)

      
 
 

The next painting in my 1989 collection is number 2 on the...



The next painting in my 1989 collection is number 2 on the album: Blank Space

This painting is about the complicated nature of perception after the battle of a relationship has run it’s course. The quest for true love is often full of extremes, and it’s those times of triumph and defeat that become the story we tell. “So it’s gonna be forever, or it’s gonna go down in flames.” We take sides and push the envelope, trying to prove it’s one way or another, hero or villain? Which one will you be this time? Each new love is a chance to start the game over. We go into battle half-knowing that our ally will become our enemy, eventually. The irony for me always lies in the fact that with each new partner, we blindly declare a bond from the start, and charge headstrong into the front lines. When the tables turn, the clouds become swamps, and one of us walks away with the bleeding heart.

“Love’s a game, do you wanna play?”

Blank Space, mixed media on canvas, 48″ x 48″
Prints available now

I’ll write your name,
Rebecca

      
 
 

What does it mean to be inspired by someone? It is humane,...



What does it mean to be inspired by someone? It is humane, sacred and mysterious. It happened without permission or introduction. Suddenly I was holding a rose from her bouquet, but it’s my blood on the thorn. I made this collage in my 1989 sketchbook as a meditation on that sacred ground, with whole affinity and reverence for @taylorswift (and Frida of course). I did not stop to think “this is good” or “this is bad”, I just found myself holding the rose. So I bled. #Rebouche1989

“…how I hope you can feel happy and honored by my attempt to turn your stories into my visual allegories. But in the least, I hope you don’t feel cheated or offended. My intentions are pure. My motivations are noble. And I am deeply humbled to stand in your light.” -excerpt from my “Dear Taylor” http://rebeccarebouche.tumblr.com/post/140846682358/dear-taylor
      
 
 

“This Love” has come and gone so many times...



“This Love” has come and gone so many times I’ve lost count. I wait on the shore but it always feels like I’m drowning. This love is a ghost-ship and I am the anchor. My heart is the deepest blue. I’d hold my breath for you. #Rebouche1989 #ThisLove

      
 
 

I posted this photo exactly one year ago, from Balmorhea State...



I posted this photo exactly one year ago, from Balmorhea State Park in Texas. I was on the road trip that inspired the 1989 collection. I listened to @taylorswift and @misterryanadams albums back to back countless times while driving alone into these views. The paintings all appeared to me in the landscape of my mind, as if they were a gift. The compositions were never really mine, but I became their keeper. In 2 weeks I’ll be in New York hanging these paintings on the walls of 208 Bowery. I hope I’ve done the right thing, seeing this through. After all, I’ve given a year of my life to this project, in hopes of capturing and laying to rest the past decade of loving. 💙 #Rebouche1989

      
 
 

 


Click here to safely unsubscribe from "Rebecca Rebouché."
Click here to view mailing archives, here to change your preferences, or here to subscribePrivacy