|Four Seasons, 2012, Overall size 43" x 43", Acrylic on Gallery Canvas.|
(these are four separate paintings grouped together. I
put them together as I will hang them in Publisher. That's why
they are pictured on a white ground).
Enough politics of art. We make it because we love it. We sell it however and whenever we can. We make it no matter what. Art is a calling, not a job. When it becomes a job, we lock down. But I'm going to see that movie. I am curious as hell about how Keane's work was launched into the marketplace where our business got five of her paintings in a shipment and other businesses like ours did too. I'm curious about how one little lady produced her oils in mass to fill such orders. I doubt the movie will tell me what I'd like to know, but I do enjoy Reese Witherspoon.
I oiled down several oil paintings yesterday. I liked the effect and the process did saturate the colors and even out the surface sheen. I also think oils should be varnished simply for the reason that varnish protects the painting from ambitious housekeepers with a heavy handed Swifters. So another month or when the kids leave, I'll varnish and the paintings will go to their final homes.
No art was made today. Just edges were painted and tips were gathered.
On Four Seasons. I want to hang the foursome in the upstairs hall. I'm using my kids' visit, the second and third week in June, as the push to finish what I should have finished months ago. I want to show off for my grandkids.
I also did the edges on Beauty Shop. I've decided to give that painting to the hairdresser, after I remove the vase of flowers from the background. They make the painting too busy.
I went to the beauty shop this morning and as luck would have it, the hair dresser was working on the same woman. I got to checkout my likenesses. They are okay, but I think I'll turn up the hairdresser's mouth. She looks too sad in the painting.
In prep for my kids, I also busied myself by planting two flower pots. There's nothing like having house guests to get you moving. BUT I MISSED PAINTING--SOMETHING.
To satisfy that hunger, I watched, (and took notes and doodled when I wasn't jotting anything down), a two hour video I bought from Winsor Newton called Oil Painting in The 21st Century, Portraits and People with Jimmy Leslie.
After the horse has left the barn, I'm gathering painting tips and watching someone else work. I didn't pay as much for the video as I have for the workshop I will attend in August, but Jimmy had a lot to offer. He's a guy after my own heart: He puts a reasonable amount of paint on his palette--not a little dab-will-do-ya as I've seen in the books I've read and as I have been doing. God forbid I waste some paint!. I was forever screwing the tops back on the tubes. That comes from painting with acylics, which dry closed if you're not careful.