Thursday, April 30, 2009
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
Monday, April 27, 2009
Some days in the studio one almost feels guilty for how easily paintings come together. This was not one of those days. I found this little cream pitcher lurking in the back of my own cabinet--so thrilled was I. Little did I know what terror those little white lines on a curvy surface could induce! This is one of two go 'rounds with the pitcher. The other shall live on in infamy in the darkness of my studio.....It is always such a glaring reminder of how each painting has its own life and own set of "rules" that must be understood. But the truth is, I wouldn't have it any other way. It keeps you on your toes and "I'm bored" are never words you will hear out of the mouth of any artist ("terrorized by a pitcher" maybe---but never bored).
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
Monday, April 20, 2009
Thursday, April 16, 2009
Available at Gallery B
Well, what does one say to two daffodils that have continued to keep their game face on for so long? You know you would do what I did. You would paint them. Again. Did I tell you I love to paint?
Joy, harmony, beauty, and peace. That's what I wish for you. Pin It
Monday, April 13, 2009
I used a new "medium" (the stuff we painters use to thin oil paints to make them the consistency we like) on this painting and loved the way the paint flowed on and how the daffodils emerged from the canvas. I "borrowed" it from a wonderful artist by the name of Carol Marine. It is two parts linseed oil, 1 part stand oil, and 1 part Gamsol (for you guys who want to know the details!) I am curious to see the surface appearance when it dries--how much of a sheen is retained. Now, enough of the art lesson and onto the real stars---Daffodils Extraordinaire. We had pretty cold weather here last week and I was really concerned I might not be able to corner any daffodils to paint. You know, spring can sneak past you at lightening speed--so many flowers, so little time--and daffodils are one of my favorites. So, I headed out to the flower people (Smit's) and sure enough, the cold weather had foreshortened (also an art term, but not here....) the daffodils lives. However, with little feet still planted firmly in soil, one pot of daffodils survived in the cooler and were being sacrificed one at a time for fresh bouquets. And they were down to the last three. Needless to say, I WAS THRILLED. I confess, I have been on a bit of a binge since then. I felt I owed it to them (the daffodils). Three paintings later (I'll post two tonight) and all is well.....
Thursday, April 9, 2009
Friday, April 3, 2009
Spring flowers can sneak up on you. They lay hiding in the ground, all mulched over, and one forgets they are anywhere around. I had dug these up from an old yard that was getting ready for a makeover---spring bulbs were not part of the plan. They were already in full bloom when I moved them last spring, so I wasn't sure how they would fare. But when I returned from California, there they were, all dressed in their Sunday best! I love the tendrils that trail from the grape hyacinth greenery. They are such a beautiful ending to a spring blush of purple.