Happy MLK Day! I’m pleased to have a day off, especially one dedicated to such an honorable gentleman.
I am spending this long weekend catching up on my drawing journal and painting. I’ve made a bit of progress with the drawings (which I’ll upload to my other blog soon). Painting has been a bit of a challenge.
I am working on 5 paintings now, all in various stages of completion. As I was reviewing my progress yesterday, I couldn’t help but notice that all five paintings included some combination of trees, orbs and a blue background. I seriously need to broaden my repertoire. I’m already too committed to three of the paintings, but two of them were in the early stages and could be salvaged from this redundancy.
Also, I’m painting all of this pictures in layers. That means that I have to wait for one layer to dry before continuing to the next layer. The only real problem here is that I’m such a novice still that my learning curve makes a 180 by the time the first layer dries and I forget what I’m doing. Which is why I have such a difficult time getting back to one after I’ve been away from it. I just sit and stare at it for weeks on end until I remember what I was doing.
So I had a great idea this morning: paint an entire painting on my largest canvas in two hours. No over-thinking, over-working or over-analyzing. I’m just going for it. And I have to admit that it’s not the worst thing I’ve ever done. It does need some additional work to make it presentable. Specifically I need to define the horizon line that came out a grey-green only the military could love. It’s supposed to be a combination of shoreline foliage and shadows, but that was too much for me to create in such a short amount of time. It’s a ridiculously simple composition, but I was relatively pleased with my exercise.
Until I looked around at my room.
In my effort to blend the blue water and red buildings, I got a little carried away and somehow managed to splatter an entire wall, bed, sheets and even one of my cats with purple splotches. Which wouldn’t be so bad, but I DETEST the color purple. I immediately put them in the tub with every cleansing agent I could think of , but being oil paint, there’s no hope. Oops – that’s the sheets, not the cat. She hasn’t noticed yet, so I’ll just let it slide.
I believe my work is done here.
Moral of the story? Always paint with a color palette you can live with.