Hole In One  - Geometric abstract oil painting by Victoria Kloch

Titles of paintings have somehow became important to each piece. And sometimes they name themselves. This one did exactly that. I looked at the finished piece and immediately, Hole In One came to mind. This series has strong mid century attributes in rich, saturated oil colors.  You can find the other paintings in the main menu under NEW COLLECTION of this site. 
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For me, this pretty much sums 'it' up.  What is 'it' to you?

​Johnny's in the basement
Mixing up the medicine
I'm on the pavement
Thinkin' about the government
The man in the trench coat
Badge out, laid off
Says he's got a bad cough
Wants to get it paid off 
Look out kid
It's somethin' you did
God knows when
But you're doin' it again
You better duck down the alley way
Lookin' for a new friend
The man in the coon-skin cap
In the pig pen
Wants eleven dollar bills
You only got ten
Maggie comes fleet foot
Face full of black soot
Talkin' that the heat put
Plants in the bed but
The phone's tapped anyway
Maggie says that many say
They must bust in early May
Orders from the D.A.
Look out kid
Don't matter what you did
Walk on your tip toes
Don't tie no bows
Better stay away from those
That carry 'round a fire hose
Keep a clean nose
Watch the plain clothes
You don't need a weather man
To know which way the wind blows
Ah, get sick, get well Look out kid
You're gonna get hit
By losers, cheaters
Six-time users
Hangin' 'round the theaters
Girl by the whirlpools
Lookin' for a new fool
Don't follow leaders
Watch the parkin' meters
Ah, get born, keep warm
Short pants, romance, learn to dance
Get dressed, get blessed
Try to be a success
Please her, please him, buy gifts
Don't steal, don't lift
Twenty years of schoolin'
And they put you on the day shift
Look out kid
They keep it all hid
Better jump down a manhole
Light yourself a candle
Don't wear sandals
Try to avoid the scandals
Don't wanna be a bum
You better chew gum
The pump don't work
'Cause the vandals took the handles

The Edge of Silence by Victoria Kloch

I love the poetic genius of Bob Dylan. ​The words to the song The Times They Are A-changin' are personal to whoever hears it.  For me it as definitely grown and evolved.  When I was young, it was an anti-war song in regards to Vietnam that reflected the times.. Now . . . it could be about the growing pains of a civil war that is currently brewing within our country.  


The Times They Are A-changin'
Bob Dylan - The Essential Bob Dylan

Come gather 'round people 
Wherever you roam 
And admit that the waters 
Around you have grown 
And accept it that soon 
You'll be drenched to the bone 
If your time to you 
Is worth savin' 
Then you better start swimmin' 
Or you'll sink like a stone 
For the times they are a-changin'.
​Come writers and critics, who prophesize with your pen
And keep your eyes wide, the chance won't come again
And don't speak too soon, for the wheel's still in spin
And there's no tellin' who that it's namin'
For the loser now will be later to win
For the times they are a-changin'
Come senators, congressmen, please heed the call
Don't stand in the doorway, don't block up the hall
For he that gets hurt will be he who has stalled
The battle outside ragin'
Will soon shake your windows and rattle your walls
For the times they are a-changin'
Come mothers and fathers throughout the land
And don't criticize what you can't understand
Your sons and your daughters are beyond your command1
Your old road is rapidly aging

'Goin To Town' has a bit of a history behind it.  When it was time for me to get started laying out my design for this painting. There I sat, staring at a blank, white canvas as it waited for me to place the first shape.  Kurt entered the room and asked me what are you doing? I suggested that he should come over an take a look. He sat down and smiled. I handed my pencil over to him and thought it might be fun to collaborate on this one. Kurt has been very supportive of my new work. In case you don't know, Kurt makes the most amazing geometric paintings on custom shaped canvases so I knew this would be awesome.  And he did and I loved it!  I proceeded to place some slight finishing touches of my own, mapped out the colors and got to painting.  I can't be more thankful than to have  my partner who is an artist in my life that we can both work this close without our egos getting in the way. It truly means everything to me. 

I've painted all kinds of abstracts. Most have been absolutely spontaneous with no preconceived thoughts of where to begin other then the color.  Painting like that is a lot of fun and I love happy accidents when it comes to design.  But if truth be told, I love painting geometrics the most.  I love having to take hold and control  the composition.  If one thing is off, it throws the whole painting off. It challenges my brain, and I like that. 

Lately I've been working on my geometrics with organic shapes. These are oil paintings with bright saturated color.  The piece you see here is called 'Tree House'. 

So far I have five completed pieces and you can see them by clicking on this link NEW COLLECTION.  I'm currently working on one in the same series that is 30"x48". 
_Victoria 

We rinsed her off in a near by icy cold creek and continued on. Our hike was a steep hill climb and had us all huffing and puffing. We talked about turning back but decided that we should finish what we started. We made it to the ROCK! We had hiked up 600 ft worth of elevation in 1.6 miles. We were quite proud of ourselves. ​

We rested up there for a bit and decided to head back down. It wasn't more then 15 min. later and I went down. I stepped on a rock just right and I heard my ankle go 'pop crunch'. Not good....We had so far to go.....since I couldn't walk I got the idea I would boot scoot on down, after 5 min of that, Kurt thought he would carry me down, but this was a slippery slope though rocky creeks. After talking though the pros and cons we decide that Kurt should head back without me to get get help. Lucy and I alone in the middle of nowhere  keeping an eye out for mountain lions.  It is wilderness, you know. 

Kurt flew down in one-fifth the time that it took us to hike up there. He couldn't personally find the ranger but he came across a nice man who knew who to call all the right people. In the back of Kurt's mind he knew he had to get back up to us for our safty. We hiked where not to many people go. He made the climb back up so fast he was to the point of exhaustion. Half way back up he collapsed and laid there on his belly so as to catch his breath. That's where he picked up a tick that we later removed once we got home. 

As Kurt was on his hike back up to me, he could hear the search helicopter. Here I am sitting there, with the helicopter circling us, using a loud speaker but I could understand what he actually said" "to wave my hands if I was hurt or NOT hurt".

At that point there coming over the hill side was my knight in shining armor Kurty!  Kurt said "I'm bringing the Calvary!" By the time he reached me he was having trouble breathing I was afraid he was going down too because it was a steep up hill climb that he made in about 25 minutes that took the both of us 3 hours and he had to do it twice!

Soon after Kurt's return,  the rangers....the fireman medics....and the park state police came marching over the hill.  They talked about sending the 'police' helicopter because it was smaller OR that they could carry me out on a stretcher instead. I asked to be carried out, I might add, it felt a little like Cleopatra being carried out by 8 strong guys. 

That was 20 min transport on narrow cow trails barly wide enough for a cow let alone a man on each side of me in a basket. Kurty and Lucy stayed with me following at the rear.  I went to look where we were and the fireman smiled and told me not to look down. 


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Made it to where all the rescue guys were parked with an ambulance waiting in case I need them. Though I was in a great deal of pain and I couldn't walk on my own, I just wanted to go home.The ranger took us the rest of the way in his truck back to our jeep. ​

Made it home. I pulled a tick that was attached to Kurt and Kurt gave Lucy a much needed  bath. I learned my ankle was broken in 2 places. 

The End.

 Aves 30"x30" acrylic on canvas by Victoria Kloch

I've been working with the same colors as the previous three that I painted, and  I  just finished this piece yesterday. Still going with an organic geometric composition. I have no idea why I'm so attracted to square shapes. But what I do know is that  I see birds here, do you?

Continuing on with my latest pieces. This is 'House of Glass' 36"x36" acrylic on canvas by Victoria Kloch
It seems like I can't get enough of this color palette. I just love it. I started this painting without any preconceived ideas on where to begin, so I just drove right in. The spontaneous reactions brought some very happy accidents.