Sunday, April 17, 2011
Merry isn't Merry
This is a sad woman. I named her Merry. I thought it would cheer her up. It didn't The palette stayed blue. Maybe tomorrow?
I don't think I get just what an underpainting is. I'm going to have to go back and read the book--skip ahead and see what one is supposed to look like. When I get started, I just keep associating with the marks and developing them intuitively. I don't stop for drying time. I stop when the paper has had enough; the wet into wet image has had enough; I've had enough. You can see I like the subtractive technique. You can see I don't care if there's any white left on the paper. You can tell I'm an acrylic painter warming up with watercolor.
The last free association was happy holly or sycamore leaves? This one is sad and probably personal? The result of a day spent shopping no doubt. I hate spending money on clothes when I have them. But they don't fit, shit--is that a Haiku? I think so.