Short and Sweet
Thirty Paintings. Thirty Days.
California Impressions # 17.
I don’t have time to write every day but this 30/30 challenge makes me find time to paint.
And that’s a good thing.
Until tomorrow–
Thirty Paintings. Thirty Days.
California Impressions # 17.
I don’t have time to write every day but this 30/30 challenge makes me find time to paint.
And that’s a good thing.
Until tomorrow–
Thirty Paintings. Thirty Days.
California Impressions # 16.
Until tomorrow–
Thirty paintings. Thirty days.
California Impressions # 15.
Today is the halfway point of this 30 day challenge. I finished this one, begun as # 13. Revised on day 14. Messed around with again today.
Finished as much as I can say at this moment. But, if you know me, you’ll know that as long as it’s in my studio it’s likely to change again.
Tomorrow will be a new canvas. YAY! I’m ready for that!
Until then–
Thirty paintings. Thirty days.
California Impressions # 14
I figure I can revise a painting and call it a new one, right? Especially when it’s a BIG puppy.
And that’s why today I bring you California Impressions # 14 which is really # 13 revisited. And you know what? Except for the big old black section at the bottom, I like # 13 better. More spontaneous. Fresher. Tomorrow I’ll look at both of these photos and see if I can come up with a nice compromise.
Crappy photo alert: Taken under night lighting in a studio so cramped I was unable to get a straight on shot. Too much lens distortion for a decent crop. But you get the idea.
And just in case you didn’t see yesterday’s painting–here she be.
Yeah–definitely like # 13 better. Okay, I know what I’ll be doing tomorrow.
Until then–
Thirty paintings. Thirty days.
California Impressions # 13
AKA, the one that nearly didn’t happen. Because sometimes life gets in the way. Today was a day of errands and taxi driving. Building display panels. By the time I had some time I was more inclined to kick back with Mr. Spouse and watch Law & Order reruns from the last century.
And then I couldn’t sleep. Go figure. A painting kept playing in my head, a great big abstract water thing complete with a voice that said you will not remember this in the morning.
So I got out of bed and headed to my studio behind the house.
I already knew which canvas to use, this big old 3 x 4 foot puppy sporting some birds in a tree that I painted a few years ago, something back when I was painting all sorts of things looking for my voice and this was definitely not it.
But it made a great underlayer for tonight’s adventure.
Is it done? Probably not. Definitely not. I’ll need to look at it by the light of day, after some sleep. But for now it makes me happy on so many levels…mostly because it’s not those damn birds. But there was also a spontaneity that came from the late hour, from the adventure of getting out of bed and painting. And from painting in total silence–I never paint without music or some talky stuff.
There was something almost primal about the experience.
And now I’m going to bed.
Until tomorrow…or later today–
Thirty paintings. Thirty days.
California Impressions # 12
Water water everywhere. And lily pads!!!
Tomorrow perhaps the boat. Perhaps the big canvas. We’ll see….
Until then–