Winter evening at Twelve Corners
I was waiting for my son at
Internet meme of the day–that’s just crazy talk.
Baby Monkey Riding On A Pig
Unicorn with double rainbow (for my kids)
My palette doesnât have the gamut for his lovely pink mane. Carmine, naphthol red, quinacridone violet, quinacridone roseânone comes close to sufficient saturation. The blacks are much easierâtwo lights and two darks, warm and cool, covering the various lighting situations in my studio.
I flipped through my landscape sketches intending to use the first one with sky as the setting. Itâs my own front-yardâwell, what could be more appropriate? I decided to make it winter, however.
Pretty in Purple
*To answer your questions: Mootsie Tootsies; silk; for a prom; yes, they were on sale at Kohls; they came in black too; no, you canât borrow them.
A Still Life
For several years I asked myself when would be a good time to take a sabbatical from career development, to focus only on painting. Economic malaise presents the perfect opportunity, so I took 2010 as a year to pursue intentional isolation. My plan was simple: no marketing, only one show, even less blogging. Instead, I would spend my time in my studio painting and working with those students who were at hand.
The year of stillness is now done, and I am glad of itâboth that I did it and that itâs finished.
Some of the risks proved realâfor instance, when you stop showing, you stop selling. Students wander off, and if you arenât looking for new ones, you eventually find yourself pretty lonely. On the other hand, youâre able to look at your own work independent of othersâ opinions, and you become very invested in the students you retain.
Iâd like to be able to recount some sort of spiritual journey which resulted not only in enlightenment but also in a tidy little book deal, but if that happened, I missed it. On the other hand, I did get much better at sketching every dayâespecially in church.
I also got into the habit of doing a daily small still life (6âX8â). These are âgesture paintings.â With rare exceptions, they take me 1:20 or less to finish. This is from New Year’s Day, 2011âa new year, a new decade, and back to engaging with the world.
Five plein air sketches by a student and friend
Marilyn’s backyard, about 8X10, oil.
Our grill, about 8X10, oil.
These paintings will be on display in the community room at Barnes & Noble,
Marilyn is certainly talentedâno doubt about that. But she brings to mind that famous Thomas Edison quote: âGenius is one percent inspiration and ninety-nine per cent perspiration. Accordingly, a âgeniusâ is often merely a talented person who has done all of his or her homework.â
And on that note, Iâm getting to work.
Merry Christmas!
My male friends can go back to alphabetizing their Beatles collection. My middle-aged women pals will recognize this as a bottle angelâwhat we were making while they were building forts and playing that ugly Danelectro guitar in the family room.
She was made in 1968 or thereabouts, which is why she is wearing a chic turquoise burlap gown with cotton batting for trim. Sheâs bedraggled and filthy and her dress is unraveling, but she has been on our Christmas tree ever since my mom decided I was finally old enough to take care of her (I was 35 or thereabouts). This year my mom gave me her own tree angel, a delicate porcelain doll with batiste skirts that glow in the tree lights. My own bedraggled angel moves over to join the psychedelic reindeer and the blonde German Santa in the niche.
My friend Kristin Zimmermann paints portraits of sentimental things that must move alongâher Kitchen-Aid mixer, her Christmas ornaments, and her Singer Featherweight sewing machine, among other things. They are delightful paintings. Iâm trying to paint a small still life every day before moving on to more important thingsâ6X8, not to take more than an hour. I think Iâm going to borrow her idea for a while.