The First Two Were....
......boat/harbor paintings and were a bust. Actually they didn't even make the 'bust' stage as I scraped them down at about the half way point. Later I realized I was doing them as an intellectual exercise and not because they aroused any passion in me.....not the best way to go about it.
So, a bit bothered with myself, I drove over to Nancy's for lunch and a glass of wine, which helped. There were other painters there doing some fine work and eventually the bug again got to me. Wanting to make sure that I stayed away from anything involving my brain I began to just block in color on a bare panel. No line drawing or guidance marks, just smears of paint.
Someone took a picture near the beginning. I like this open way of working, letting the shapes evolve into things and carving out form. It doesn't always work but it keeps me so involved in the process that I almost don't care how it comes out.....but it actually works pretty well....and I don't think too much.
There is really only one leaf on that geranium that has much definition on it, the rest being inferred from everything else. It's all illusion, isn't it? Perhaps that is how we lead our lives without being especially aware of it. Uh-oh. Getting too close to the edge.....
But on a more important note Colin Page posted a photo on FB. I've been thinking about this for years. He may be pushing me to it. I suggested he name it the 'Filbert Flyer'. There is a flavor of Wind in the Willows here.
|Colin's Floating Studio|
Later. Thanks for looking!