Wednesday, July 22, 2009
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
Monday, July 20, 2009
I am still in the garden, and at the same spot. This is closer to what I wanted. Wallis paper is amazing. I used a vacuum cleaner to clean off the painting for re-working. Not much pastel comes off!
I have been looking at a good book, The Painterly Approach by Bob Rohm. I am most sympathetic to this approach. However, the success of a painting depends upon the initial foundation. I started this pastel outside without a sketch, which is a big mistake. One never knows where the edges are. You can't pretend that the painting will not have edges. The Wallis paper has edges!
Sunday, July 19, 2009
Saturday, July 18, 2009
Friday, July 17, 2009
Thursday, July 16, 2009
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
I am barnstorming, but always at the same barns in the same town.
Recently, I mentioned the book on Gustav Klimt's landscapes. When painting outdoors, he would often use binoculars or a telescope to view his landscape. This gave him unusual vantage points. It's similar to today's practice of using a digital image, which one can enlargen and trim on a computer.
This weekend my wife showed me a cartoon by Dave Coverly, which appeared in Parade, an insert usually found in the Sunday papers. It shows an artist working at his easel painting a still life. He is looking at a table to his left, which holds his laptop. The laptop has an image of a still life!
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
Monday, July 13, 2009
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
Monday, July 6, 2009
This is more to my liking in terms of the painterly qualities that I am after.
I am still working my way through John Ruskin's Modern Painters. Here's an interesting excerpt: "One...of these child instincts, I believe that few forget; the emotion, namely caused by all open ground, or line of any spacious kind against the sky, behind which there might be conceived the sea. It is an emotion more pure than that caused by the sea itself...I have ascertained it to be frequent among those who possess the most vivid sensibilities for nature; and I am certain that the modification of it, which belong to our after years, is common to all. The love, namely, of a light distance appearing over a comparatively dark horizon...It is not...by nobler form, it is not by positiveness of hue, it is not by intensity of light...that this strange distant space possesses its attractive power. But there is one thing that it has, or suggests, which no other object of sight suggests in equal degree, and that is--Infinity."