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Saturday, February 24, 2018

What? Finished?

Just so you know, I can post a finished painting. Here are two little gems that got lost in all the new larger pieces I have been working on. They gave me a sense of accomplishment among all their larger brethren.
This first one is from Prospect Park. I did a plein air painting there a number of years ago which was very successful. Not always does a painting work with one pass on site for me! This is only 6x8 but it was on purpose so I would keep it simple.
Tree in Winter, 6x8, oil on panel
The second one is actually an old plein air painting of which I have painted over. I felt the need to loosen up one day and finalize it once and for all!
Harvard Gulch in Winter, 6x8, oil on linen
If I feel I am tightening up when working on my larger pieces, it helps me to to play on a smaller scale to remind myself to not get too caught up in the details.

Thursday, February 15, 2018

A Journey Back in Time

Earlier I had mentioned that I was on a roll and had started all these new pieces. So here is another one of those starts from early January.

Last year about this time, I went through all the old slides my sister had pulled out of our mother's closest when she died 10 years previously. They had been in my basement all these years as I did not quite know what to do with them. Should I just toss or should I take the time to go through them all? Our mother was a traveler and I knew if I took the time to look at what was there I would find some treasures. They were still in the trays from her old slide projector and meticulously documented where they were taken and when.

So, after going through her slides, I also went through MY slide collection. I had quite a collection as well. Once I sorted through both collections, I picked 50 or so to take to Costco and turned into digital images. This is the second image from my mom's slides that I have picked to paint. This one is from France in the mid 60's. She is in the painting with her close French friend, Beatrice at Beatrice's family farm in the countryside outside Orleans, France, where we lived for 5 years. I picked this image to do for a number of reasons. One, it is my mother as I remember her as a preteen. Beatrice was a woman she met at the Franco American Club, a place for women to meet and cross the cultural divide in new friendships formed. Beatrice became part of our family and after we left France and moved to Germany, my mom often went back to visit Beatrice. I know, because I went with her once.

I was asking myself this question the other day? Is it strange to paint from old photos? Are they dated somehow? I am betting this farm house is still standing and hasn't changed all that much. I wish I knew exactly where it was located.

Here is the progression to date:
Peg and Beatrice, 20x30, block in stage
Peg and Beatrice, 20x30, oil, coming together
The slide made digital image is overly purple. I tried putting different filters over it to see what if any improved it or made it more natural looking, but none of them improved it enough for me to want to go that direction. I am enhancing the warm oranges that are already present and graying down the overall purple color. Believe it or not, that is what I have done here and it still appears purple, but I am okay with it.

Thursday, February 1, 2018

Crossroads

Crossroads, 36x48, oil on canvas
This painting has passed the waiting test for now. At this point in time, it is done, and I am ready to move on. A friend of mine and I were talking the other day, so what we were each working on came up. She asked me to share an image of this painting with her. She responded, "I can't wait to see it in person as I can see the layers are very rich and the that there are many layers of meaning, too."

This image is showing a bit dark overall here. And as I look at it here on the screen my old tendencies are rising within me! Even it out! It isn't balanced! AARGH! But no. It is not meant to be evenly balanced and the road is not necessarily straight, either. This was a good painting for me. I am debating whether I want to stare into the layers of thought and emotion that went into it. It is enough to say that it got me through a rough patch and I am on the road again!

I shared the block in and initial stages on this blog post from October.