Day three working on garden painting. Felt much better about the painting today. I have been waiting a couple of days in between to let the paint set up. Today I was able to get it to look fresh. My idea was to paint a strong woman figure gardening. I want the garden to become a jungle.
Friday, August 9, 2013
Wednesday, August 7, 2013
Friday, August 2, 2013
Prepared the background the other day by using up leftover paint. I have been wanting to start a garden series for months and was very grateful when my neighbor said yes to posing. I did a very rudimentary grid which you can still see a little of. Normally I do not grid but because of the size I needed to make sure I did keep the proportions from getting skewed. Having just returned from a trip to Victoria where I visited the Butchart Gardens, I am hoping to catch that energy you feel when there is such an amazing abundance of life and color surrounding you.
Thursday, August 1, 2013
Midpoint Blues
"Ahhhhh... I see the problem.." came the quiet musical voice of my grad school painting professor. He stood with a disconcerting expression on his face as he examined the painting I just turned in. He continued, "You like everything!". Crimson flushed across my face as I rewound those words in my brain. Grad School was not for the weak of heart I reminded myself and I was there to learn.
This critique happened somewhere around midpoint. I had felt shame at that moment but looking back it did make me respond by pushing myself beyond the limits of my past work. At the end of the semester the teacher said it was an "honor to have had me in his class". I am unsure if this was just a kind compliment given regularly but I also appreciated it. This was my final painting for his class of my son.
This critique happened somewhere around midpoint. I had felt shame at that moment but looking back it did make me respond by pushing myself beyond the limits of my past work. At the end of the semester the teacher said it was an "honor to have had me in his class". I am unsure if this was just a kind compliment given regularly but I also appreciated it. This was my final painting for his class of my son.
Morning in Progress
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