When I was a kid I had Scarlet Fever. I don’t remember how old I was, but I do remember that I was in my bed and I was dreaming about this red dot. It really wasn’t a dream, it was more like a vision. I asked Mom if that’s why they call it Scarlet Fever. It took me a while to explain to her that I was talking about this red dot that I was seeing.
Today’s experiment
I started the sketch today with a red dot in the upper left corner of my paper. I spent a lot of time looking at it. I thought of how it looked in relation to the rest of the paper; how it was red and, as a warm color, it would appear to come forward; how I could ‘sculpt’ the space around it using cooler colors to make it appear as if it were the tip of a mountain. I was trying to use Hans Hofmann‘s concept of push/pull, as I understood them.
I decided to paint a strip of color leading away from the dot, beginning with red and fading into blue. I was hoping that this would be the first cut with my sculpting tool: the paint brush. I wanted that strip to recede into the distance. So I pre-wet the paper and began. The strip began to look like a fish, so I enlarged the red tail and made it surround the dot.
Underneath the ‘fish’ I drew darkness – using a heavy saturation of blue, red, and some yellow. I wanted red to echo in this darkness. I drew away some of the liquid in the dark patch and drew a brush saturated with red across. I loved watching the red blooms as they happened. (I felt a little like ‘Mac the Knife’, watching the ‘scarlet billows’ appear.)
As I continued, I saw that the fish tail needed to become a hand and the dark underside needed to be angrier.
Here is my first rendition of the idea of my Scarlet Fever, implemented perhaps 50+ years after I had it.


wonderful!
Thanks, Liz.
Love your work!
Thank you very much, Damian.
I had scarlet fever and strep at the same time. I kept dreaming about my dead Father. The dreams weren’t as frightening as this painting looks like it was for you.
Actually, I don’t remember it being frightening at the time. Weird how paintings turn out sometimes. Sounds like you have better scarlet fever memories than I do. It must have been very hard for you.
Thanks for the comment, FF.
j
That’s a really great image.
Thank you very much, WU.
j
Beautiful!
Thank you so much, Sreetama.
Everytime I see this in passing through the reader, I see something different. This morning, it is a bird.
Glad to hear! Thanks.
J