I felt like nit-picking a little bit today. I had time. It's been a cold, cloudy day here and since I prepared to hole up (due to unrealized winter storms coming thru), I put my cozy clothes on and started painting. I love days like this.
From the Art Institute of Chicago, a woman viewing Pierre-Auguste Renoir's portrait of Alfred Sisley.
After reminiscing about our cross-country road trip last spring, browsing through the photos of the stretch on the Lincoln Highway through Iowa, I picked this little, sunlit homestead we spotted in a little town called Toledo. I have this deep affection for little houses.
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and another thing..... a fellow artist, Taryn Day, runs a most-excellent blog called The Art Room - where you'll find artists' interviews and discussions. Taryn invited me to contribute to today's post - asking me to choose two of my personal favorites from last year followed by her two favorites. Take time to read past posts, it's so very interesting. Thanks to Taryn for her time.
Last visit to Washington DC, after drooling over the art in the National Portrait Gallery, we took a walk around the neighborhood and I stopped in my tracks across from this old, painted-brick building on H Street. The wall was a perfect backdrop for seeing figures clearly. Love it. This gentleman was standing in front of that old building on H Street.
It also was a good lesson in how to paint a brick wall. I usually avoid it. This time I tried a hint at it, with thick paint behind him, put on with a palette knife and carved in loose grooves. It's cool in person. And a good solution I think
The surface you paint on can determine the outcome or effect. Personally, I detest canvas. I feel like I'm pushing the paint into the surface - it's like buttering a cold waffle. So I prefer smooth, hard boards - like spreading warm butter on a warm pancake if you will.
I had this little panel I had painted black, but there was a bumpy texture, kinda sandpaper-like and I wanted that rougher texture for the steps and it worked out pretty well.
You certainly can't nit-pick with details and it kept me loose. And I like that.
From Central Park in New York City on a summer day.
I've been playing with this piece for a couple of days while watching multiple reruns of Cash Cab. Obsessing really. Sometimes I finish something and it's just too predictable, color-wise. Bland. So I mixed up some unexpected colors and played. I like it now. Time to start another one.
I spotted this young woman reading around Central Park, New York City.
"You should keep on painting no matter how difficult it is, because this is all part of experience, and the more experience you have, the better it is... unless it kills you, and then you know you have gone too far." ~ Alice Neel
"If I had the energy, I would have done it all over the country" - Edward Hopper
"It's what you carry to an object that counts." - Andrew Wyeth
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