Monday, July 28, 2014

Ghost of Versailles.


it was hot, last summer.  the gardens, dusty, the winds out of Africa.  You have to see the Hall of Mirrors, You have to see the Hall of Mirrors.  We did. It was crowded.  It glittered.  We took pictures.  A document.  We were hot.  We were thirsty.  We sat at a dainty table.  ordered some polite afternoon refreshment.  Versailles closed.  I was within 30 feet of that brown giant of Napoleon taking the crown from the Pope. just 30 feet.  and I really wanted to see it.  to glean something.  Josephine, I had seen.  maybe that's all I needed to see.  I cried to Paula, I get it.  please, no more brown paintings.  Rubens had turned into a pasty bore.  My potato nosed lover was not a consolation.  Do not remember the Vermeer, other than to say 'it is very small.' and the walls were red.  or not.  too much, too much.

the photos haunt me.  how to turn this delicate drawing into a 'something' is on my mind.  

a tornado hit Revere this morning.  just a spit across the water.  

i was supposed to be drawing.  it is I.  and Paula.  and a bunch of ghosts...err..tourists.

best,
deb.

Thursday, May 22, 2014

The Scent of Paint.

 my studio is in my kitchen.  the oil paint gets messy.  i have nearby
sheets of blotting paper to cover this up when i am done working for
the day.  i don't need inspiration to work.  i just work.  right now i'm
still working on the 22" square with the standing figure.  it's leaning 
against a gold verre eglomise of keys.  it's not finished.

this morning the scent of the paint was a bit heavy in the kitchen.
i took the paper off the palette.  got out the easel and started to work.
decided to take the figure off the center of the canvas.  re drawing,
trying to relate some color notes.  not too picky.  just trying to 
stay out of the center.

2 hours this morning brings me to this.  i will leave the set up for a bit.
go for a short walk.  have some lunch.  and start again.  i have six hours
to paint.  or stretch another canvas.  maybe both.


best, and onward.
deb.

Tuesday, May 20, 2014

Cezanne Phase


It was '98 or '99 when Fred Kepler studied with me.  We both painted when he came for his lessons. My paintings were used as 'training' paintings that i used to demonstrate various techniques, color mixing, approaches to composition, etc. as the painting developed. The Cezanne phase painting above is the result of Fred's visits to the studio over an 8 week period.  

The still life above is 26x32" .  We  set the still life up in the cener of the floor under studio lights which were staggered warm/cool/warm/cool in overhead tracts.  Cezanne was the compositional reference.  I did not use Cezanne color theory in my work; I needed to learn how to use black and white gray.   That was my lesson.  Fred's lesson was composition with warm/cool color theory and drawing thrown in.  

Today Fred visits the world's great paintings with his dear Lenore.  I have seen some terrific paintings that he has done of Lenore, of other people standing in front of the masterpieces.  He has learned to teach himself by copying the best paintings, while sharing his love of art with his wife and having a great time.  He has even come to know the joy of selling some of his work!  

So glad I did not throw this painting away.  I was tempted to over the years, but some of those creases are just too awesome to not be admired.  oh, the braided rug is one of the Willis family treasures.  I sure hope I didn't get too much paint on that beauty.

best and onward,
deb.

i'm getting over a nasty head cold with the double whammy of seasonal allergies.  i've taken care of business today, and looked at my garden.  i'll have more energy tomorrow.  then, back to the paint.

Monday, May 19, 2014

It Starts with the Paint




this 22" Square has been drying for a few days.
the surface is now dry.  will start with turquoise.  haven't been able 
to mix it, maybe a pthaloblue base will work?  this has been in the
back of my mind for days.

this morning i rummaged through my art supply stash looking for damar
varnish.  came up empty on the varnish; found a giant tube of Winsor & Newton 
"Turquoise" which is Pthalocyanine Blue, a pigment derived from copper.  
I mixed a turquoise note for the center of the figure, then through the addition of white, 
grumbacher red or cad yellow light i arrived at violet. the result follows.


the color changes the figure a bit.  i have a sense it needs
to be shorter.  the palette knife and rag serve as drawing
tools.  holding off on the brush.  the color spots will be left
as reference points.  the drawing needs some work.

best, and onward.
deb

ps:  Elizabeth I'm thinking about Michener and starting with the paint.

Tuesday, May 13, 2014

new ground 22x22"

 a beginning.  another standing figure?

 that chair looks pretty inviting.

so i sat down with the sharpie in hand.  hahahahah! 
i stopped .  this reminds me of an art teacher from when
i was young.  am trying to remember who.  can smell the paint,
dust and oils.  i recognize his pose.  am wondering if it is Ken Gore.
Ken usually stood when he taught.  maybe he sat down when
he drew me.

the drawing is in the priming layer.  i can go back in with gesso or leave it.

stretch another.  onward with best,
deb.

Monday, May 12, 2014

The progression of Julian Dines

 this is where i left off, last wednesday.
 and then i redrew with pastel

 and i kept drawing with pastel, oil, knife and rag.

 and then i complicated the shapes, space and color
 but, i got too picky so i got outthe big brush.

and then refined the drawing again. i'm creeping up on a turquoise.

best, and onward,
deb.

Saturday, May 10, 2014

I'm a grandmother.


My Elizabeth and her Fiona Belle. 
 mom and baby and daddy are doing well.


feeling blessed.

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