Kickline

Kickline   oil/canvas   30 x 40 x 1.5

 

Chef or Chief - more than one way of looking at things

Chef or Chief   oil/canvas   48 x 24 x 1.5

 There is nothing more not-me than painting by formula....you know what I mean.  You come up with a successful painting and try to repeat it either by style or by subject ad infinitum.  Spin Off.  That is the way the art market works. Been there.  Done that.

My yearning for novelty is so strong that I wish each painting to present too me different problems to solve and different ideas to consider.

This is/was a fairly old painting of a Chef that was painted from a live model situation.  Loosely stoked realism.  Very dark.  The title was "Trusting Chef Roger".  

My thought processes regarding painting has evolved greatly over time, and quite quickly most recently.  I need very very limited palettes, LOTS of light, and a distillation and simplification of form.  Design elements and principles have been my constant sidekick throughout the years and, at this point, I am involved in and seduced by the the combination of realism and abstraction.  Nothing ventured, nothing gained.

A large brush and an intuitive approach help here.  As I painted, I thought of the uniforms and regalia of positions of all kinds....the things that make these people stand out from the crowd.  Certain hats.  Easily identifiable uniforms.  Props.  Attitudes.

The result:  Chef or Chief.  I am pleased.  (and stimulated to carry this notion further).

Harvest - have yourself some play time

 

Harvest   oil/canvas   11 x 14 x .5

Cast aside illusions of grandeur.  

Grab a smallish toned canvas....there might be a failed painting underneath.

Set up a few fruits or veggies.

Use large brushes and large piles of paint.

Spend a couple of hours making sense of the information presented to you.  (a working discipline of design elements is a huge benefit)

Focus on shapes, movement, and, perhaps, color.

Make shape and form more important than detail.

Do like the daily painters do.

Celebrate your simplicity.

All That Glitters

GlimmerFlitterFly   oil/gold leaf on canvas   16 x 20 x 1.5

 My favorite summer insects are both dragon- and damselflies.  They flit about our gardens lending energy and magic to the surrounds.  When out in the kayak, they skim the water and land on paddles, the boat itself, and even on your head!  There seems to be an intelligence about them as well as a bit of kinship...as if they are conversing with you.  The same dragonflies or their lookalike offspring seem to frequent the same garden spots from year to year.  

I had to switch up my approach for this project...soft edges gave way to a more scientific (for me) depiction.  Details were honored to a  degree.  And, while contemplating the "where to go from here" and the "what else is needed?", I vacillated between using saturated hues in the background or a textured calligraphic approach.  It sat in my studio for weeks before I settled on using gold leaf, the use of which seemed to be emblematic for my summer friends.  The application of the leaf is both exhilarating and maddening, as the very thin papery leaves are strewn everywhere even from breathing.  

OK then.  It is done. I only hope that I have done justice to this small lovely creature.

August

August  oil/canvas   16  x 20 x .5

floral displays include a profusion of hydrangeas....all sorts, all sizes and many colors.  The blooms are grand...some larger than a human head.  Nature is most mysterious.  

This canvas was toned with a light wash of red brown.  The painting was done from life with the blooms on a table before me.  When finished (is it ever?), I was overwhelmed with the darkness of it all and I just couldn't live with it.

My own sense of artistic "correctness" has evolved greatly over the years.  Given that, I decided to create some hydrangea stripes,, making the resultant shapes more interesting, I think.  

I am pleased.  FOR NOW. 

Protrusion Confusion and just general confusion

 

Protrusion Confusion   20 x 16 x 1.5

The way we see things evolves continually.  The bell bottom jeans I wore in 1970 were replaced by many, way too many, other styles.  

In the beginning of my art career, my work was so much more precise....and I felt success if my work looked exactly like the subject...no strokes out of line, colors fenced in and made to obey.  It wasn't long before I started taking chances and my work became known as loose.  But the risk-taking didn't end there, as I yearned for more and more challenges and a simpler and simpler manner of visual story-telling.  My palette was limited and soon became mostly blues and browns, as well as the resultant colors of the mixing of the two.  Less and less detail.  Oh, the freedom!  My process, for some time, had become create and destroy. All but the essential was merged into the ground.  My eyes simply could not tolerate all of the visual chaos. I became happier and happier. I distained all manner of formula and wished for a singular experience each time I was behind the easel.

The gentleman at the right posed for my art group in 2007.  He was a parttime employee at the local post office.  I was tingling with excitement as I further set my brush to this painting from 2007, in which everything was so realistically described.  This process became all-encompassing as I was able to see the visuals in a completely new way....more creativity, more shape-oriented.  Broad strokes, pencil detailing.

Complete bliss.

The artists who inspired me to move beyond myself  were Alex Kanevsky, Tor-Arne Moen and, more recently, Ron Hicks.  There truly is no one way to paint.

Glory be!

Fishes or Brushes

Fishes or Brushes   oil/canvas   14 x 11 x .5

 After one has been drawing and painting for a while, the notion of transparency arises....the background seen behind the object, the shape of the object, the material of which the object is made and yes, the lighting as well.  All of these factors came together for me as I painted this set up at the art center where I teach, right down the overhead fluorescent lighting tubes.  I have always found the distortions intriguing...a simple-yet-complex idea.  Paint the confusion.  Paint what you see not what you know.

And while I have been tempted to buy some gold fish for the sake of painting them, the responsibility seems daunting and I am content to house art supplies therein.

Chautauqua and Mayville

Mayville   oil/canvas   14 x 11 x .5

 One of our summer forays was to

 Chautauqua Institute.  We had been curious for many years as its mention pops up now and again.  In a visually beautiful surround, the institute houses the trifecta of artistic and creative experiences. Plays and symphonies and galleries, oh my!  ...along with pleasing bike rides.  The food, environment and entertainment in She Sings Cafe in Mayville was both sweet and stimulating.  This painting was done with the help of reference photos in Mayville, one of the towns that borders Chautauqua Lake.

Wrinkled

 

Wrinkled   watercolor   14 x 11

Here is something I rarely say:  I love this watercolor!  

Yes, the subject is humble....who wants a painting of an iron?  But the paint quality is what I strive for in each attempt.  The white have been preserved.  The dark values create a pattern that moves downward.  The light values create a pattern that moves upwards.  And.....drumroll, please....the imperfect shapes and strokes actually create the notion of wrinkles.

After all, isn't it the wrinkles, creases and lumps that make our lives colorful and interesting.  Perfection is not only unattainable, but the closer we get to it, the more life is squeezed out of the work.

Wabi Sabi.

Let's hear it for wrinkles!

Red

Things in My Pantry That Are Red   watercolor   12 x 20

 has always been a color for others.  Red turns up the spotlight and puts a target on your back.  Although I do admire strong background reds in the work of other artists, that simply would not, could not ever happen in my work.  Objects with the local color red seem to be immune to this personal rule.  (Where did this come from?)

In order to try to reason with this dislike, I pulled a few items from my pantry that were indeed red.  The focus, however, was to be the transparency of the jars.  That way, I could sneak up on the red.

Enough said.  Enough red.

Trickles

Trickles   oil/canvas   30 x 24x 1.5

My partner grew up in the East.  His childhood vacations were taken to the Jersey shore.  At the beginning of our marriage, we, too, vacationed in Jersey...it was all so exciting with the mix of ocean, sand, sun and the boardwalk with its carnival atmosphere, aimed at entertaining the little ones with shiny toys of all kinds.  As our family grew, our vacations moved to North Carolina where the sand was whiter, the ocean warmer and cleaner and the environment less populous.  The bottom line:  we were a beach family.  

This painting was referenced from a small square black and white photograph.  This is my mother-in-law, E, and my husband, also E.  I painted this for my partner's 75th birthday.  The work was done on top of a less successful highly textured painting  which provided just the right amount of challenge and chaos for me.  It happened easily and I am so very happy.

Trickles of the tide.  Trickles of water between rocks.  Trickles of memory.

Mary

Mary 20 x 10 x 1.5

is a painter from my oil class.  I feel so privileged to meet so many creatives of like mind!

One of the challenges I always try to introduce is the study of the figure.  We (I) don't have nearly enough opportunities to draw and paint from life.  Why?  Hiring models is expensive and prone to many difficulties.  Sometimes they don't show up.  Sometimes they want to relate so much that they talk through the sessions, moving every muscle in the pose.  And...the sessions must be timed.  Five minute breaks turn into ten.  And, when painting in a group (more affordable), the pose is often determined by the most dominant artist in the group.  The pose is usually sitting and often involves a fancy tea cup and massive draperies.  (UGH!)  At  one point, I hired a model for my small studio...the space limitations created even more problems, as I prefer standing at quite a distance in order to blur the too-many details. There... it is off my chest.  

On the flip side, photos flatten images, skew the values and offer up way too many details.  

This painting was created using a spontaneous photo reference from a moment when Mary was simply admiring the work of another artist.  As I really do like the small gestures that occur naturally in the comings and goings of humans, this shot satisfied me in that this pose with hands crossed behind the back IS SO MARY.  The plaid shirt is implied, the pattern  rendered more accurately at key junctures.  No mistake.  I believe that this small work implies Mary more than a portrait might.

I am happy.

Donuts for Wayne

Donuts for Wayne   oil   11 x 14 x .5

The work of American artist Wayne Thiebaud has always fascinated me, from the first time I saw his work on a notecard.  Pastries.  Ice Cream Cones....and, yet, his work was taken seriously.  His style was nothing like my own.  Nothing..  Simple flat shapes.  Simple pastel-painted color fields.  Little regard for perspective.  Giant dark shadows.  Everything my work is not.  And I am convinced that is why I love his work so much.  That, and the obvious sugar fix.  

And so, come Valentine's Day this year, we gave a nod to Thiebaud by painting donuts from Dunkin'.  My resultant work has strayed from that of Thiebaud with far more detail, a lack of flatness (that seems to be out of my range) and color that is far more complex.  So be it.

And, yet, I am pleased.  

Laden

Laden   oil/canvas   20 x 20 x 1.5

is perhaps the best word to describe the peak of winter joy for me...trees weighted down with snow, their shapes achieving completely different personas.  We take notice.

This is my front yard.  Foreground drifts are thickly described using few strokes and a palette knife.  The trees are fairly accurately described.  The warmth of the background has been amped up to achieve a more dynamic relationship with the foreground.  

An older painting with plenty of texture was covered over in this work.  I am finding that I really enjoy the layering over of canvasses....more surprises, more character, more chaos.  What a rush!

I am pleased.

Tomatoes

Tomatoes   oil/canvas   11 x 14 x .5

This work painted itself before I began...knew what I wanted.  No table. No bowl....and no pretty tablecloth.  Very minimal with warmish white background.

Back in the day, I shot my work on an old school camera then loaded the images onto my computer.  These days, my I Phone does the job.  A great job...almost too good.

This is not what my painting looks like.  Trust me.  My phone camera has the ability, it seems, to see through layers of paint.  And brushstrokes are almost super-humanly visible.  The white background is invisible because former layers are poking through.  Oh, yes, I fiddled with the controls and color adjustors until my attention to the task had evaporated.  My entire day is focused on finding the hours I need to paint.  And I resent clerical hours, although they are necessary.

So..........................what you are seeing is not the true picture.  Just imagine a wispy white background.  Wabi Sabi. 

Gerbera

Gerbera   oil/canvas   14 x 11 x .5

 Painting flowers is not for sissies!  So much information...so much detail...and so many relationships!  Painting them leads down the path of itty-bittiness that is not in my nature.  Although they are definitely not my favorite subject, I do paint them from time to time in order to stretch my brushwork as well as my mind.  My goal of simplification of shapes and of brushwork is put to the test.  

This is my latest effort...a single large bloom, single stalk, single leaf, and single pot is all I could muster.  

There be it...until next time.  

Diss-Guise

Diss-Guise   watercolor   13x 10

 

Reboot

Reboot   watercolor   10 x 13

Nothing is a more lively still life subject than an old pair of boots or shoes that still hold the forms of the wearer's feet! After all, Van Gogh did it, right?

My subject is a thrifted pair of Fiorentini Baker boots that I have worn for many years.  These are the boots that are so comfortable that you don't notice them at all.

After exploring a multitude of ways  to arrange 2 boot shapes in the picture plane, I settled on this, which seems to created a circular movement to me.  I am a layerist.  Layering paint creates complex color, complex neutrals specifically, as well as a feeling of the passage of time.  Pure sparkling watercolors are not my thing.  At one point, the color was actually "power washed" in my basement laundry tub.  This procedure removes paint, disrupts the surface and creates texture as well as SURPRISES!  (Note:  I never scrub or touch the surface.  The force of the water as it hits the surface can be controlled by the amount of water used as well as your fingers over the nozzle.  

I am pleased and feel that my  intentions were achieved.

Ode to Dangling

Ode to Dangling   oil/canvas   20 x 16 x .5

 "Having your feet on solid ground", "being grounded"...those phrases indicate a sense of safety, of certainty.  OK.  Opposing those are thoughts of flight, of taking off, of uncertainly...but including thrills, newness, and a willingness to try the untried.  In this case, our young daughter is trusting and feeling the excitement, the exhilaration of  the lift-off.  That, to me, is an indication of spirit, of braveness.

This composition was severely pared down to its essential elements of the group gesture.  Two adults are leaning outwards to support the weight of the adventurous child.  For me, this scene was burdened by the woods, the hiking path and the horizon line.  The gesture resembles the letter M.  Simple. Sweet.  Simply read.  Impasto strokes add to its simplicity. The shared colors and strokes support the sharing of the moment.  This painting was an adventure to me, as well.  

The beauty of flight.  I am pleased.

Golden + 2

This small but brisk portrait was done in fun as a surprise anniversary gift for some dear ones.  The reference was a selfie shot by the two of them that they had posted.  The photo was so much fun that I just had to do it!  

The surprise was well received.

Then...the surprise came my way when we received the holiday greeting below.  

I was soo happy to be a part of such a fun experience!  

Golden + 2   oil/canvas   9 x 12 x .5

Outfield

 

Outfield   12 x 9 x .5   oil sketch on canvas

Homage

I'm afraid my annoyance has far outweighed my appreciation for these large and powerful geese from up north.  After all, their feces seems to be everywhere...including beautiful playgrounds and parks where we take our grandchildren.  I have read recently that these birds defecate every 12 minutes!

But.......while driving home along a dark country road recently, my headlights suddenly picked up a parade of these geese crossing the road ahead of me.  I aimed for a space between 2 birds and drove on through.  I have no idea if I had injured or even killed one of these geese...and, I'm afraid, I will never know.  

What I do know is that my opinion has been forever changed as our paths crossed that night and our humanities merged...their power, grace and vulnerability became mine.
 

Homage   oil/canvas   18 x 18 x 1.5

Old Buildings

Thurman's Guitar and Violin Repair (Kent, OH)   oil/canvas   10 x 20 x 1.5

Thurman's Guitar and Violin Repair on Franklin Avenue in Kent has always held such fascination for me.  I drive past it en route to the post office.  It is a rather dark building with no signs of life within.  Dark.  Mysterious. Wonder regarding the person who has chosen this as his life's work. And the lives of precious instruments housed therein.

It is such a small niche in the complexities of the everywhere flashy businesses we see daily.  It may speak of a simpler time, where neighborhoods housed small businesses to meet the needs of the local community.  

Throughout my painting career, I always procrastinate when it comes to the landscape genre, which has never held much interest to me.  (Shhhh...don't tell the students who come to my classes)  When the landscape assignment rotated around again, I searched quite a long time to find the photo reference shot many years ago.  And, I gotta say, IF we can squeeze this painting into the landscape genre at all, this is my favorite attempt of all times.  Things were kept simple.  Unnecessary elements were squelched.  

I am pleased.  And, by the way, after searching online, I have realized that this business is still in operation.  So....next time you need your guitar or violin repaired........... 

Aerial Tabletop Bird's Eye Overhead

Citrus Slices   oil/canvas   11 x 14 x .5

These terms all refer to a viewpoint that is atypical for painting.  Shapes from above become so important.  As do their shadows.  I found that my usual process had to be discarded as harder edges were needed to help avoid visual confusion.  And so, I have gained even more respect for two painters that excel at this presentation:  Cleo Clark Williams from Canton, Ohio and Linda Tompkin from Copley, Ohio.  As my strength does not lie in detail, I felt completed weighed down my this small project.

But, as they say, nothing ventured, nothing gained....right?

Garden Shed

Garden Shed   oil/canvas   14 x 11 x .5

 This painting of our garden shed is, for better or worse, the image that greets me on an almost daily bases.  In it are tools, pots and potting soil as well as remnants of dried and drying herbs and vines.  It is moody.  It is crooked.  

I am satisfied with this painting, as far as painting from direct observation goes.  

The peeled layers, the cracked glass and the rusty roof provide charm.  This is where scraping and gouging into the work have a direct usefulness.

Don't forget to close the door.  The chipmunks might get in.  

Umbrella

Umbrella   oil/canvas   36 x 48

 I really have no idea why some glimpses of life are more appealing than others.  This scene appeared as I walked around a nearby allotment. This kind couple agreed to let me photograph them, although the small girl seemed to be perturbed by my request.  As per my usual, it is the visual that suggests contemplation...and spurred thoughts of umbrellas and their purposes.  I think that we all agree that umbrellas perform the function of protecting us from the elements.  It creates a bit of a boundary... the inside::outside feeling also provided by clothing, cars, homes and fences.  

And so each of us finds our comfort zone in the interior::exterior polar opposition.  

Do you know where your umbrella is?

In Memoriam: Judith B. Carducci

Turnabout - Carducci   watercolor/gouache   13 x 20

Although I have seen her only minimally over the past several years, Judy was a constant throughout a major portion of my life.  We met through our local arts group The Akron Society of Artists.  It was there that we participated in life drawing, critiques, and hosted exhibitions.  Her medium of choice was pastel.  Mine:  watercolor and oil paint.  One very  hot summer, three of us painted from models one evening a week in the upstairs garret room of The Italian American center in Akron.  Judy, Jack Liberman and I comprised our little group.  While we did not always agree artistically, I believe that we had so much in common...mainly a great love and respect for the human face and figure.

This particular portrait of Judy was done in 1999 as a group demonstration for 

The Hudson Society of Artists.  As Judy lived in Hudson, she was a ready volunteer.  Reference photos were shot and the painting was finished later on in my studio.  The painting was exhibited in Watercolor Ohio 2000 sponsored by The Ohio Watercolor Society and was purchased for their permanent collection.

I believe that each artist's personal aesthetic is comprised of all she has viewed and experienced and loved.   So....Judy was and is and will be a part of my work...forever.

Judith B. Carducci.  She was 86.

Jack Liberman  2004

Judy Carducci 2004

world getting smaller:: hearts growing bigger

Amanda   watercolor   20  x 13.5

Amanda, originally from South Africa, is an artist from my past watercolor session.  She is a sculptor by training.  AND

She has lived all over the globe in countries that have so little for their children to grab onto.....and hers is the hand that reaches out to them.  She is an ESL teacher....English as a second language.  For our session, she chose to pose rather then paint and was pleased to serve as our model.  She is wearing a traditional house dress from one of the countries she visited.

Painting from life involves much spontaneity and quick decision-making.  What a fun process!  I much prefer the energy of the impulsive searching strokes over the smooth plastic-y nature of a work that has been noodled to death.  It is definitely imperfect.  It is definitely wabi sabi. 

These sessions usually last about 1 1/2 hours.  I try to take a photo a few minutes into one of the 20 minute sessions so that I can add a bit of detail at home.

Call me crazy. I LOVE this kind of work.

Three Scoops on High

Three Scoops on High   watercolor  mixed   14.25 x 6

 Summer=ice cream.  No doubt.  

...and while we are experiencing a bit of mixed media fun, here is the result.

My idea revolved around realistic and highly textured scoops of varietal ice creams as well as a wrapped waffle cone.  The colors needed to be FUN!  This work was begun as a monoprint.  (see "It's The Berries") After printing, I began my first pass painting directly with paint on top of the monoprint.  I realized that the intense opera pink background, while super fun, completely upstaged the more subdued color palette of the cone.  Woe is me.  

My first corrective pass involved neutralizing the background with green.  No pizzazz.  

Time to take some risks.

As an all-out effort to save my idea, I created a template of tracing paper that was stuck to the top of the cone.  I used an old checkerboard linoleum plate to print on top of the watercolor ground.  As it was so very sharp and so very intense, I used a brush flooded with water to create some areas of mushed-together blandness and, at the same time, allowing some of the original pink to peek through.  Edges were then refined to conjoin the cone with the ground.

I am happy.....it was fun and gave me an adrenaline rush similar to the partaking of the luscious cone itself.  

It;s The Berries

Raspberry   watercolor   13 x 10.5

 "Raspberry" was such a fun watercolor project!  As I become bored with the repetition and seriousness of more serious projects, I throw in a bit of fun now and then.

This began as a monoprint in watercolor and finished up with the usual brush and paint.  A loose drawing is made and transferred onto a piece of tracing paper.  The reversed tracing paper drawing is put underneath a piece of plexiglass which is the approximate size of the paper.  Paint is applied directly to the plexi.  Paper is then pressed down onto the plexi.  You can use a baron if you want to....it changes the reception of the paint onto the paper a bit and flattens it out.

The painting is then continued as one would do usually, by assessing just what needs to be done.

By starting with the loose chaos of the monoprint, the work often has an energy of its own and a textural quality in direct opposition to the direct application of paint with a brush...this process shakes up the creative problem solving element, which refreshes my  desire.  

I like this painting!

At The Hip

At The Hip   Watercolor   25.5 x 16

 Oh Yes!...a scene that I am very familiar with...dressing up young boys for a formal event...in this case, a wedding.  These young lads...cousins...are ready to attend the wedding of their uncle.  Baseball caps and ties askew are part of the look.

I began with what is a darling photograph, and tried to give it a bit of my own flavor with capitalizing on their joint gesture.  The faces have been underplayed.  The horizontal line of the arms and waistbands of the trousers have been given dominance.  These boys are besties!  Color is kept to a minimum.

I like this work...and it represents much of which I hope to achieve in future paintings.

Brown Eggs

Brown eggs   watercolor   13 x 9.5

 One of my spring rituals is to paint eggs...'tis the season!  

This year I decided to paint brown eggs, which is a bit easier than painting the subtle shading and reflecting that occurs with white ones.  Although the scale of the eggs is a bit larger than in reality, I still enjoy this painting as it is, to me, the quintessential watercolor painting, i.e. the use of savored whites and the splashiness of application.  In order to accomplish this, I have had to let go of perfection by resisting the urges to smooth over brush strokes and to generalize the patterning on the bowl.

Distinct realism is difficult to release.  

I like brush strokes so very much.

Simplification.

I enjoy this work.

Paula is cold

Paula   oil/canvas   12 x 9 x.5

 Each art student took a turn posing on our model stand at the end of the winter session.  We were attired in hats, gloves and scarves.  The directive was simply to "look cold".  

I am pleased with this small painting which was translated from a grayscale printout into color.  My touch was light and somewhat accurate.  This does not always happen.  

I like lively expressive portraits.

P.S. In looking at this photo of the painting, I am surprised at its differences from the actual work.  My new I Phone camera captures all of the strokes.  The painting appears to be much smoother.  I will have to learn to make adjustments.

Don't Forget the Garlic

Garlic Bulb   oil/canvas   12 x 9 x .5

 I am always drawn to the beautiful forms of fruits and vegetables.  Sometimes it seems a bit silly to aggrandize such humble subjects.  Over the years and hundreds of exhibitions under my belt, I believe it is safe to say that there are not all that many paintings of this genre.  There is one that stands out, however....it is Van Gogh's "Red Cabbage and Onions". Recently, a small article caught my eye.  In it, the writer(?) acknowledged the presence of garlic in the work, despite being left out of the title.  

In this small monochromatic (relatively) work, my goal was to share fluidity, transparency and opacity qualities in oil paint.  As a painter in both the oil and watercolor mediums, I enjoy the crossover feel when employing the methods used by each....a hybrid, so to speak.

After all, don't we live in an age of hybrids?  

Outliers

Outliers   oil/canvas   14 x 11 x .5

 We hike a lot.  We also notice trees a lor.  Our favorite walks take place at a reservoir close to our  home.  Trees that are vertical, healthy and upright abound.  Then there are those in the midst of being uprooted and have been caught in the hooks of the verticals, waiting to fall.  Vertical, to us, seems correct...all alive and well.  Horizontals are restful with a lack of energy.  (kind of like falling asleep on the couch at the end of the day)  But those diagonals give us pause....those forms caught in the interim between alive and restful.  So..........these outliers cling to vertical, yet lean towards the fall.  Are these trees leaning into the earth or into the water?  Tension.  And yet they cling.

A bit like us humans.

This painting was referenced by a photo taken on one of our winter outings.  While I do not paint many landscapes, the tension of these trees is undeniable.

Onions and Garlic

Onions and Garlic   oil/canvas   11 x 14 x .5

We cook A LOT at our home.  And so it follows that fruits and vegetables are always available and truly a visual banquet.  I have always loved the richness of these paintings with a darkish background.  And, if you have seen my work over along period of time, you will note that I do not like said subjects as a "mise en scene" scenario.  ( no bowls, napkins, draperies, etc.)  And so, these veggies have been thrust into a bit of a visual conundrum.  They were observed on a lit tabletop but pushed almost into a vertical presentation of my liking.  Vertigo, anyone?  It works for me.

The Value of Onions

Onion   oil/canvas   8 x 8 x 1.5

 The humble onion makes everything more delicious...right?  Who can resist the fragrance of the saute?  This onion was our first class project and was painted from direct observation.  The onion appeared rather bland as the interior value shifts were so very subtle.  And so....I exaggerated the value on the edge of the outer skin to bring down the background dark into the onion itself.  Ahhh....much better.

If working from direct observation, realistically, the observed values are honored.

If considering design, the values can be altered according to the discretion of the artist.  For me, design trumps reality.

Game On

Game On   oil/canvas   18 x 18 x 1.5

Children love games.  Adults love games.  This kind of set up is a common occurrence at our home.  And this composition created an interesting triad to explore.  Moving darks.  Moving lights.  Lots of energy!  

This was an exciting painting to create for me.  

And I am often the observer...best seat in the house!

Carol

Caarol   watercolor   14 x 10

 is a watercolor portrait done in my class.  It was Halloween and masks served both as a  holiday bit of fun, as well as a device to avoid too much detail in the way of likeness.

Although it is a bit messier than my usual, I still like it.  Some of the usual slower deliberation and care were sacrificed for the goal of speed.  I think that this would be my choice over the don-over-several-days of careful painting where details and smoothness of strokes can easily disintegrate into a plastic-like feel.

Sometimes these works are more honest?

Bartlett

Bartlett   watercolor   12.5 x 9

It has been said that many artists like to paint pears as they are reminiscent of the female form.  Plus, to me, they are interesting.  In this case, I had a preconceived notion of the work.... a simple warm dominant work in an analogous color palette.  The cool greenish color was used as a dark tone.  It really did thrill me when applied.  Overall, while I like this work, I miss the drama of a wider range of value.

Art for Art's Sake

Zinnia   oil/canvas   24 x 8

I greatly admire the work of Oscar Wilde.  If I could choose a dinner guest, he certainly would be at the top.  What a wit!

  His brain seems to go to quirky and ultra observant places.  His leanings were toward art for art's sake...each work being unto its self.  I guess that is where my leanings are as well.

Leftover painted over canvas+

Late in the season sole tall zinnia in a pot of shorter companion+

Desire to play...to put something into the given space=

Art for art's sake.

A zinnia memorialized.

Fun quote from Oscar Wilde via the J. Peterman catalogue:

Rugby is a good occasion for keeping thirty bullies far from the center of the city.

"S"

"S"   oil/canvas   16 x 12 x .5

is an young, yet established artist who participated in my class. She has an interesting beauty and a confidence in her work and in her person that radiates.

I really like my painting of S. and I do not know exactly why as it is a bit distanced from my usual.  My usual is a smoother and more blended face and hair.  In this case, I chose not to eliminate bits of untouched accidental texture throughout the face and hair.  Why?  Not sure.  But I have trusted my instinctual approach for so long that I am not going to turn away now.  Maybe I am still pushing the envelope?  

A Moment Presents Itself

Removed (E)   oil/canvas   14 x 11 x .5

 Seeing a figurative gesture that sparks my interest is a rare moment.  Arranged figures during life drawing sessions often appear strained and stiff....the pose that the model assumes while on a break is the one that pleases me.

In this case, the young boy plops himself onto the ground for some listening pleasure.  This pose was oh-so-very-difficult in its pretzel-like configuration. It really does play havoc with the elongated nature of the human body that seems to please us so much!  And It was so so very difficult.  The curved spine area behind the head was in and out, in and out...any attempts at a hard line ruined the illusion.  The darkness of the hair needed to be balance with the somewhat dark horizontal line behind the figure....at least that was my solution.

I am pleased....and it came at a cost.

Radishes

 

Radishes   oil/canvas14 x 11

Gotta say....I loved making this painting.  Painting vegetables and fruits gives me the opportunity to paint more freely, weaving darks and lights throughout nature's bounty and chaos.  (After all, there are no likenesses involved).  Cooking has been such a large part of my life (often larger than wished for).  Opportunities to cook creatively in a novel manner abound.  I also relish the opportunity to grant animation and liveliness to that which nourishes.

OK.  So I love painting radishes.  But what have I always done afterwards?  Usually a few have been sliced oh-so-thinly to toss in salads.  The remainder was pitched when they became mush.  Sad.  This time, I decided to think outside of my cooking box....they were roasted with a couple of simple ingredients.  They were unbelievable!  

Try painting radishes.....and try eating them as well!

Sand + Water

S and K   oil on canvas   30 x 40 x 1.4

 Spending a week at the shore with dear ones alters one's perspective!  Beach life is indeed a bit of altered reality.  People play with reckless abandon...sand filters into your swimwear, your hair and your ears.  Castles are created and then abandoned to the tide....creativity and energy and time spent with the realization that nothing built is permanent.  Waves surfed send you speedily to the shore.  Heavier waves send you tumbling as you recognize the greater, much greater, power of the sea.  Marine life is appreciated without being caged.  Imperfect shells are collected as treasures.  Momentary sunsets grace our lives.  It mirrors a wabi sabi existence:  

Nothing lasts

Nothing is finished

Nothing is perfect

Wow....heavy duty.  I am hoping that this notion filters into me and into my forthcoming work.

Saying Goodbye

 

Luther   watercolor   13 x 9.5

Eleanor...a sketch 

Within the past year, both my mother-in-law 
Eleanor and my father-in-law Lu have passed away.  She was 94; he 97.  All of my memories of them are activated by the many sketches made of them over the years at our visits.  "Luther" (right), is a recent watercolor done from a sketch made a decade earlier.  

I love my sketchbook diaries as they represent me to the fullest:  the searching; the finding; the visits; the moods and a bit of experimentation.