16 April 2010

Farm in Fog to False Spring - the transition

False Spring
watercolor inks on Arches
24" x 18"

2010

False Spring aka Farm in Fog came to be after seeing it in person on a chilly February afternoon, in light rain and grey mist. I pulled out the digital and began the first phase of my system: Photos, thoughts, more thoughts, stare at photos, bring back the memory and feel again how it felt emotionally and physically finally masking off the Arches paper and get down with my friendly plain old Number 2 pencils.

As the drawing developed I became enchanted with the chimney, you'll note it is a corner arrangement likely opening into a kitchen fireplace for warmth and cooking, with another, maybe smaller fireplace in the sleeping quarters. There was no propane tank to be seen anywhere in the real life version. I so like the idea of one corner chimney for two separate, but similar needs.


The stages of development shown here are in order, there are many more photos, but these are the most "postable" of the total group that define each of the phases involved. I like the second stage very much, before it is placed in a specific geography, it could be Nantucket, that could be an ocean beyond the shed, it could be a "lonely somewhere" Edward Hopper might have thought to sketch. Its always like that after the drawing part, before more saturated color and background details are applied giving it life and a place uniquely its own.




My favorite time is when the unexpected occurs which is typical of watercolor no matter how often you work with it. You get to know a bit about how to control it if it is your main medium, but its always got something new to show you. There are a lot of artists who like to know their medium's limits, which is good, it allows them to preview mentally their statement. Personally, I prefer the way watercolor insists you solve the situation at hand, relentlessly, you must surrender to it and rule it simultaneously, knowing ultimately it will have its way and you will be okay with that.

There is something else about choice of medium that should be mentioned. Whatever "medium", and we will use that term meaning vehicle for expression, you or I use, does not really matter. Its just another way to say the same things said frequently in a more descriptive language - as in music or literature, poetry, philosophy, film, theater, three dimensional art and so forth. It might be that whatever is closest to you at the moment you get serious about what you have to do to survive within the journey of our common humanity is the medium of your surrender and most frequent use, since through it you have learned to speak a nonverbal language that communicates on a higher plane than common words strung together for conversational coherence.

Now its starting to look something like the original intent, but there is more to be done. Its good to put it aside a few days and do something else unrelated, so that when you return you are seeing it new all over again and forced to revisit your mind's eye. What can you do to satisfy all the criteria remaining true to the original vision while adding your own take to the mix? The days and hours spent focusing on other things, issues, people, chores, studying Nature, wildlife, walking, collecting rocks and feathers, reading, have their impact too. Sometimes you don't see it until revisiting the completed work, months, sometimes years, far into the future. Suddenly, you will remember other things that were happening at the same time you were painting. Its unavoidably another part of the image, the you part, the artist and the events, near and far, that took place while you worked.

You'll know instinctively when your task is finished and the criteria met. I usually place it on the mantle and live with it for a while. This is usually when a different title occurs because a transformation has taken place. The ending of the transformation is almost as good as the middle which is as good as the beginning.

Finally, off comes the masking tape and it's slowly X-acto-ed from the Arches watercolor block, signed and dated. Simultaneously another one has already begun. It is most productive to have several going on at once, then you can paint while the others are drying.

28 January 2010

out of the archives


From the Eager Passenger series.

18" x 12" watercolor on Arches

04 January 2010

teardrop

Watercolor on Arches
14" x 20"
2006-07

A repost on request. Thank you Chickory.

Many goodies live in the archives, but since I did 65 posts in June 09 alone, I wouldn't be in a hurry to recommend sifting through the monthly lists. I'm probably the only one who knows the names of the works well enough to know that for which I would be searching.

Any time anyone wants a repost, you've got it. Just let me know.
It does none of us any good to have these works sitting in the archive trunk unseen.

21 November 2009

Rasta Soon Come

An Exhibit for our Rasta

Meeting the Force head on, answering the call to serve Livity:














Above: click to enlarge in new tab

Arawaka

And Jah provide the bread right side view

And Jah provide the bread porch view, because everybody has a porch to gather under and talk about God.

Below:

The Flag of Arawaka

Outside Woman, Outside Man and hey, maybe he'll fall in love, too?


14 October 2009

malvina's nightmare

Elay Ballet

24" x 18"
watercolor on Arches
9.09








Little boxes on the hillside,
Little boxes made of ticky tacky,1
Little boxes on the hillside,
Little boxes all the same.
There's a green one and a pink one
And a blue one and a yellow one,
And they're all made out of ticky tacky
And they all look just the same.

And the people in the houses
All went to the university,
Where they were put in boxes
And they came out all the same,
And there's doctors and lawyers,
And business executives,
And they're all made out of ticky tacky
And they all look just the same.

And they all play on the golf course
And drink their martinis dry,
And they all have pretty children
And the children go to school,
And the children go to summer camp
And then to the university,
Where they are put in boxes
And they come out all the same.

And the boys go into business
And marry and raise a family
In boxes made of ticky tacky
And they all look just the same.
There's a green one and a pink one
And a blue one and a yellow one,
And they're all made out of ticky tacky
And they all look just the same.

Malvina Reynolds 1962

20 September 2009

elay ballet no.2


This is a repost of last week's entry which was lost in the uploading of another photo file. Sigh. Disappointed our comments are gone. Its almost as if we are not to ask the questions that weigh so heavily on our minds.

To the left is the rough colored pencil sketchbook concept of the painting I am doing as this is all unfolding. The painting never comes out as planned because you cannot plan watercolor. It flows on its own like beautiful rivers of living color.

I apologize for the missing comments. The question of recentering oneself in the NWO is a valuable and little discussed subject deserving far more attention than it receives.

26 August 2009

Where did your favorite picture go?


Here I went to the trouble of reducing nearly 70 images, thinking surely this page would open faster which it does NOT. I've taken the next logical step of limiting the posts to 25 and archiving the remainder. There are two more steps available if that doesn't work, one is the slide show option and the other, which I don't want to do because we'll lose the comments, is line everything up postage stamp size. You'd get to click on a postage stamp to see it bigger. There is even a third option, continue to limit the amount of posts until the page opens with a satisfactory speed.

Just want to let you know I am working on it.

Big, I mean the largest made, 140 lb, cold-pressed, tried and true stock from France is about to arrive so, heh, I'm thinking we'll need more room pretty soon. Awrite! Now if I could just have a word with
the brush manufacturers ... their global best does not meet artist standards. We do not want to pick off Sable fur from the paint area, please OR have a stray strand interfere with our intentions.

UPDATE: Okay, I've just chosen the third option. We're down to 15 posts for this page. It seems to work. Next job ahead is to add year created to all post labels. Sounds kinda obsessive doesn't it.

UPDATE 2: Adding pages so the images stay large. We'll see how it goes.

19 August 2009

the Watusis

August 16th, Sunday, 2009, was about as perfect a day as it gets, containing within a sunlit space in time the full range of emotions underscored with plenty of "We are on our own now" Polaroids. As a wrap from God's film crew, my friend the Radical Rascal, pulled over alongside Heaven and the Watusi Longhorn came rumbling up from the wash to greet us.






The Watusis 2007
24" x 18" watercolor on Arches

06 August 2009

Ears

Watercolor on Arches
12" x 16" | 09 . 2009



A few months ago, I dreamed I grew dog ears. When I woke up, I felt some bumps on my head. Within a few days they'd filled out nicely. It seemed perfectly natural, different, but fine. Same color as my hair, soft and rather fluffy.

05 July 2009

Late Day, Grey Sky


Watercolor on Arches
24" x 18" 2003

Years after the work, it occurs me this is exactly how it looks when the wind carries smoke from distant wildfires to the rest of the southwest. The sun shines through it, orange, and the cheat grass takes on a wierd brightness.

01 July 2009

The Boyfriend

Watercolor on Arches
12" x 12" 2005



He calls to me from outside my window. Summer or snow. Just to please him, I want to sprinkle entire bags of seed everywhere.

His subspecies has a lifespan of over 10 years, so I know its the same goodlooking guy every time.

30 June 2009

Hope and Trust

Hope and Trust

Watercolor on Arches
16" x 12" 2009



I did one similar to this in 2003. I think I might have torn it up. Lately, it seemed to want to exist. When that happens, what can you do?

Flickers and similar birds

25 June 2009

downsizing

Whenever I get the time, which could be tonight, it could be this weekend, I will reduce the image sizes in all the posts. The graphics have become too ungainly for dial-uppers to view. On dial-up myself, I know what I am seeing, an intolerably long wait, hawing and humming, thumb twiddling, etc. Its no big deal, all you have to do is click on the image and a bigger view will come to life.

This is an example of what to expect:



Macaroni Pond

Watercolor on Arches
14" x 20" 2007

Update: 08.08.09 reduction program complete. A Herculean effort.

19 June 2009

Mysterious Present of a Secret Past


Watercolor on Arches
12" x 9" 2006

Cowboy Nam Vet. Industrious and laid back in one breath. Shovel wind chimes.

Free Parking


Watercolor on Arches
16" x 12" 2007

I Survive Hawk and Feline, Coyote and Pig


Watercolor on Arches
24" x 18" 2006

Minibunny, land owner

18 June 2009

Spirits Upstairs


Watercolor on Arches
16" x 12" 2003

17 June 2009

Burning Tree Kitchen


Watercolor on Arches
16" x 12" 2004

Indian Wonder


Watercolor on Arches
16" x 12" 2003