|PM Disaster. Definitely unfinished|
All my charcoal isn't packed. I found this strange charcoal I've had lying around. It's Kohinoor. It's very hard and not messy at all. A 9 x 12" canvas panel happened to be laying on a chair near by, so I gave it a swipe. The mark was decent, better than it ever looked on newsprint or pastel paper. I kept going. The 9 x 12 worked out to be too big. I chopped off a healthy inch with the paper cutter. The new edge looked fine.
|AM Erin drawn with wet charcoal.|
As for Erin, I kept going. I ended up with this. It was not a done drawing by far, but it was good enough to get out the oils EXCEPT they were packed. I really hate living out of a suitcase.
So, I decided to make due with the oils that weren't packed, a big lazy mistake. Poor Erin looks jaundiced. But the definitely unfinished painting looks salvageable to me; Erin's likeness is there. Not this week. What I did do that may be okay was to store my unused wrong colors in the freezer; tomorrow will tell. I also cleaned the brushes with Murphey's oil soap, which worked great. I'll give this painting another go, but not tomorrow. Tomorrow, back to charcoal as charcoal, wonderful to use by itself for gesture drawing, not for under drawings. Alla Prima is me. One more thing I know for certain about me and making art.
|The most beautiful bone in our bodies is the os coxai, the hip bone. I took this photograph|
at the orthopedic surgeon's yesterday. I thought the acrylic sculpture was elegant enough
to be placed on a pedestal as a piece of art in anybody's house.