Some people search their entire lives for purpose. For many the search remains a bitter encumbrance, because that prized final goal remains elusive.
Earl Etienne is not one of these people. Earl honed his creative gifts in the hours spent in his room as punishment for playing the drums, courtesy of his father. Though he was deterred from pursuing a career in music, it gave birth to his love for the visual arts.
Just like in his boyhood years, emotions still form the basis of Earl’s current work. “I draw my inspiration from my life experiences. If something depresses or excites me it triggers something in my subconscious to create.” The result? Calypso on canvas.
Man Earl; the expression in your voice when we use to agree to disagree in room 101-204 in S M A are alive in your paintings.man those days were happy days. well done my brother, nice work.
Wonderful to see this posted. Etienne’s work is beautiful–something like Auguste Macke filtered through a Caribbean lens. I question the characterization of his art as “calypso on canvas” (nice as the phrase is) because of how much the term “calypso” can refer to (many, though not all, calypsos having, for instance, a political side to them that seems absent in Etienne’s work), but, aside from that bit of nit-picking, great piece.