Wednesday, June 30, 2010
I took some photos on the highway on the way home one Sunday evening. The sky was beautiful and awash with colour, There were some houses in the distance enshrouded by trees and shadows and some lights that just called to you. I must admit that these days I find myself fascinated by night scenes; the almost monochromatic nature of it; yet when one looks closely there's so much going on in terms of colour and drama. I want to capture that drama here.
This is the start. I toned my canvas with a mix of umber, alizarin and Utrecht cadmium yellow hue using acrylic paints.
When that was dry I then thinned out the oils using the linseed and a little water, then proceeded to block in my large shapes and also put in the various values and colour notes. I'm going to let this dry and then start building up my composition.
Stay posted for day 2.
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
24x12, oil on panel
I submitted this painting to an art gallery who had sent out invitations to their first mid-summer exhibition. They were seeking to introduce new artists to their gallery. I had hoped to be included in that slate since I am trying to establish myself as a professional artist. Unfortunately, they called to say that it wasn't accepted.
This started a whole host of questioning in my mind. What caused it not to be accepted? Was it the wrong choice of pieces? Was it that it wasn't good enough? Am I just wasting my time and efforts trying to establish myself in such an iffy industry? I got to say I felt not a little trapped. I felt like all my efforts to move forward were being handicapped by forces beyond my control. A little melodramatic perhaps but there it was.
How do you deal with the rejection? How do you deal with the experience of trying to move when you feel as though you are stuck?
Well I don't know what your experience is like but I can tell you what I did. Tears of frustration with my situation were shed then I squared my shoulders and looked forward toward the next opportunity. I chalked this one up to experience; the experience of remembering that nothing worthwhile is easily gained afterall Monet was on the brink of utter bankruptcy, Van Gogh died a pauper. That one may not be a good example I know, but the moral is they didn't give up on their dream of creating art and neither should I
Neither should you give up on something you are passionate about. So hold fast and look toward the sky. As the song says "Stand like the brave with thy face to the foe"
Sunday, June 13, 2010
Safiya Walking through the Woods
11x14, oil on canvas panel
North Manzanilla is an area in my island home that presents many beautiful painting opportunities. It is still to some extent untouched and so is still unpolluted and fresh.
This is what we discovered when we went hiking there a few weekends ago. The rains had fallen so everything was bathed in water and the sun peeking through overhead. The air was quiet and subdued, the greens appeared greener and the air fresher. And as Safiya walked through the woods I felt drawn to the wildness and quiet of the morning.
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
Boats in the Mayaro morning Mist
Revisiting an old canvas that I started plein aire at the beginning of 2009 but was unable to finish. Decided to finish it now. Sort of symbolic of the direction I really want to go in where I don't make excuses for missed opportunites that I have talked myself out of because of fear of rejection and failure.
The irony is that besides the fact that I now will never know if I would have failed or not, I rejected myself by not taking up the challenge. So now here I am standing at a cross roads the potential for success or failure staring me in the face. It's sink or swim time and I want to swim. So i'm going to work on the old canvas and make it new the way it was meant to be; finish what I started then move on.