WORK IN PROGRESS:
My painting process is not my systematic design process or what used to be my sculpting, albeit construction, process. I wish it was. I'd like to start painting with a solid plan, lay in the light, the medium and dark areas and proceed in a nice systematic fashion to the finish with the addition of highlights--a nice orderly approach. But no. Put a brush in my hand and intuition takes over. Emotion spills over. My approach to painting alternates between calm and frenzied, tight and loose, but always drawing and correcting as I go. The paint applications are what one instructor years ago called "Painterly." he was being nice, I thought. I call the process loose and messy. And it drives me crazy when it happens.
Fall Woods is still dripping wet from the rough shower it got yesterday--plus the exfoliating scrub. That's why the surface is glistening. I didn't want to stand around waiting for it to dry. I wanted to get the photo and get out of there. The session had been a frenzied one--and those make me nervous.
I thought the painting, on the right, had gotten too tight, too storybook, so I loosely lashed out. Then worried I had gone over the edge, so I stuck it under the faucet and scrubbed off the assault. Some of it went down the drain. Some of it stuck. What stuck didn't look all that bad. Before turning off the lights, I hit the canvas while it was still wet. I emphasized the darks and the lights. Then left it to drip dry.
This was not the first time I've done this. This seems to be how my intuitive process goes-- alternating calm--frenzy--calm, gradually building up layers of solid color over transparent washes over solid color and so on. Tight control alternating with wild gesture, ending with a tad of tight control. Totally foreign to the designing me. Very unsettling. Is this a common way to work?
I would feel so much better if I knew it was. Then I could just think, "Hey here comes my wild side. Go with the flow. Relax, enjoy the ride." Instead of chastising myself for losing control.
And where did we go after this? The museum to see the Fakes, Forgeries and Mysteries Exhibit that contained a lot of tightly, neatly painted, expertly blended church paintings, etchings and sculptures-- EXCEPT for the two Which-is-the-Van-Gogh/Which-is-the-forgery painting? The one I guessed to be the Van Gogh definitely had a wild side approach that made me feel much better about my morning. I do love the museum. Looking at art soothes my soul. Making it? Well....some days are torturous.